The corridor, wet and irregular, proceeded narrow. Our eyes took time to get used to darkness. Founding sun rays filtered small sparse from the upper rocks of the cave, just comforting us.

After a last curve, we found ourselves in front of a show that took off our breath.

a mammoth room surrounded by six huge columns overflowing lush. A cordial and minute waterfall filled our ears of languid comfort. The ceiling was lost in darkness and I would not have been able to say its height.

The center of the room, however, was what our senses really kidnapped. Among the dense vegetation, we seemed to see what presented itself like a golden hill. Coins and jewelry seemed to be chitchedly warned in front of our noses.

One of my companions brought his hands to the trigger head and with his face incredulous and stunned shouted: "Increda ...!"

> “Shhh! Silence!" The old friend materialized behind us by tapping the man's mouth. He looked at each of us and in turn indicated a column. At the basis of these were platforms inlaid with strange sculpted symbols.

We understood what he wanted us to do, and with hesitant each of us took an uncertain step on the slabs.

we heard a Tozzo Clangore and almost a blow came when the platforms under our feet took several centimeters in the ground.

"Finally!" the old man rejoiced. "Now we can speak ... the lock is open!
"
"You want to explain what is going on ..." friend!? " He thundered one of my companions. "Or I have to come to hunt the truth from the mouth!?"

"I don't suggest it" he replied Goliardic "If you don't want to disturb the ancient"

"but as an ancient! Which dragon! " said another "Here is only to take the booty and run away!"

The old man turned to observe the golden hill with distracted "mhh ... that booty say? Watch well "

The hill, actually, had something particular ... it seemed to contract, pulsate ... no ... breathing! "D ... Dragon!?" The third partner said "That's the dragon!?!" We all realized that we were observing the huge dormant back of a dormant's drago in the center of the room.

suddenly we heard what he seemed to be a chorus of deep voices, but which we then realized being a single relentless voice : “Ahhhhh ... you finally arrived. Thank you for awakening me from the gray sleep "the dragon unrolled easily despite the vast size and stretched satisfied. Then he turned to the one who had enlisted us for our journey: "Young friend, has passed a lot since the last time?"

The friend bowed composed and with his usual stretched smile he replied: "No Ancient, a thousand years are not so many! "

The two laughed in taste and the atmosphere around us seemed to light up. We, still incredulous and amazed, we let us fall to the ground exhausted.

those who seemed to be hours passed. We listened to the story of the old and the dragon transported. One spoke to us about his adventures, distant exotic places and what he had done over the years. The other told us about other places and other dragons and so we understood that the ancient was not the only one of his species.
only a few people had the gift of being able to enter communion with dragons, like us, there, She said. And then he talked about his power: his race could give life to immense treasures, materializing and shaping people's dreams and desires. His only nourishment was the imagination.

“Don't let your dreams escape you, never stop wanting. Only in this way will I be able to continue to be awake and to satisfy you all ... after all there is no need for great things to be happy! " and laughed at taste.

"Have you seen? And you won't even have to kill a dragon to find the treasure! " And the old friend joined the laugh.

it was as if at that moment we have all been part of the same group for years. Everyone was at ease, they laughed and joked. "During our journey I made the news turn in the inn ... Soon, of the good people should come here. We have to make ourselves help from everyone to feed our ancient well!" He proudly said his friend.

"And once here old owl? What will people do? Will he dream of? " The woman said.

Of course, dear friend. The dreams and desires of the people will materialize here. Everyone could rejoice in the treasures, but only we six could open the doors of this magical place ... look on the palm of your hand "

We all observed the hand with which we had touched the buds at the entrance ( One of my companions looked absently before the other hand) ... and we found a rough scar that remembered a dragon.

"Now it's up to you good people! Reach us and dream! Everything you want is here ! " The old man said, looking after our shoulders and turning to an audience unknown to us.

Then he stared at me, scrutinized me and said: "Hey, do you mind going to welcome the first guests?"