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Magic #18


"I'm not going!" Sniffed Tamryn, before blowing his nose. "I've got a cold."

"But..? We need you!" Implored Kralla. "You're the best! As far as I know, those mountains are crawling with undead." She shivered violently. "You know they creep me out!"

"Kralla, you're a big lass. You should get a grip." Tamryn sipped his hot toddy.

"But... but..."

"Take the boy if you must. I'm getting too old for this crap anyway. Why do you think I live here at the monastery? Practice? No. It's nice, quiet and above all, hallowed ground. Not a skeleton, or zombie in sight!"

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    Neville Hunt over 5 years ago

    β€˜Man-flu is it Tamryn? Ya wimp!

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    Jeff Taylor over 5 years ago

    Badger flu. Way worse!! πŸ˜‰

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    Jeff Taylor over 5 years ago

    No Drew. There's no tension here. I'm just practicing my author-waffle. I'm terrible at "Filler" text. πŸ˜‰

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    Christopher over 5 years ago

    Ditto what Drew said. Really enjoying this, Jeff. I'm not much into fantasy-type stories but this is intriguing.

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