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had a dread of the water where the dragon lay. He would never again
return to his golden bed, but was stretched cold as stone, twisted upon
the floor of the shallows. There for ages his huge bones could be seen
in calm weather amid the ruined piles of the old town. But few dared to
cross the cursed spot, and none dared to dive into the shivering water
or recover the precious stones that fell from his rotting carcass. But