06-23-2014, 03:08 AM
DATE: December 29th, 1883
TAG: Wren
WORDS: 111
NOTES:
He breathed a sigh of relief when she finally lowered the wand from his Mini-MacFusty creation zone. "Mah former dragon - an ol' grumpy lassie she were - liked tae make it look like she didnae want me alive but she liked me really. Mustae been mah handsome face and mah long flowin' hair."
He'd be lucky if she didn't point his wand back at his groin area again but he just couldn't help himself. He was far more brazen now than when she had been enormous and capable of impaling him on a tree limb and then spit-roasting him over her fiery breath. Perhaps he felt a little too safe.
He'd be lucky if she didn't point his wand back at his groin area again but he just couldn't help himself. He was far more brazen now than when she had been enormous and capable of impaling him on a tree limb and then spit-roasting him over her fiery breath. Perhaps he felt a little too safe.
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