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05 Feb 2010

An Awkward Job


The dragonslayer peered around warily. He sat on rough stone, and his spear leaned near the entrance of the cavern, out of reach. He had come across dragons that did not take him seriously before, just to cut right through their contempt, but this one's entirely different tone had triggered instincts too deeply rooted to ignore.

"Don't be silly, boy. There will be no fighting here. Come have a cup of tea and a bit of a chat."

He just couldn't kill anything that sounded exactly like his grandmother, even when the cookies were nearly as hard as the furniture.

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