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THE ADVENT OF PAUL HILL
(continued from DRAGONS of PAUL HILL by popular request) The student population, those at the ripe age for “inquisitive exploration” during the prime hours of early morn or day could bring new life into the folds of the red ore caverns what housed that new life from the old. One such exploration on an early morning "hookie" venture brought what was now on display at a local museum... a mummified dinosaur with wings. Somewhat of a pterodactyl-looking creature… or so it was thought. A pterodactyl with scales. It was mentioned by media as a duplicate of that found at the Saints & Sinners Sandstone Quarry; was found in a wetted cave somewhere behind the waterfalled entry underneath the town of Wenonah. Wenonah was far north of the Hill area. Far north but secure until now for the spaces being opened beneath the population of homes above the antiquated mines. The mines and caverns connected by only a few breakthrough digs were randomly explored by adventurists; never by miners working for their day's wages. It was that venture which would prove the skreel and murmurs underground not to be imaginary trysts in the lives of those dwelling in Paul Hill and further. It was the breakthrough of walls joining mine and the unexplored cave which would give definition to the mascot chosen by the high school class of years ago. The Dragons were no joke. It was a truth to be found out. It was the arrival and the finding of that arrival in the space around Paul Hill that was about to bring the evil back home. The days of the ore furnaces and the cruelty which made them fruitful by way of the churned bowels of the earth beneath them was here... reborn and awake where it had never been. The Shade Valley parallel to Paul Hill was about to see its own. There had never been dragons in the valley near Paul Hill, until now.
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