Fire-Blood

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Fire-Blood (691 Words)

The downstairs infirmary was silent and empty. Medicine jars and torn blankets were shattered and strewn across the floor.

Sister Bierce was glad for the disarray only in that it emphasized abandonment and disuse. Dragonkind was not permitted in the abbey and allowed on the outer courts only by special exception. And here was Khaz, never one to win favor with the abbot, following her in the sharp, jerking motion of a fire-blood who has forgotten his human form, his mind trapped in lizard shape. If he was seen he would be killed, and wounded as he was he could not defend himself.

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Ketchup, Ogres, and Fries

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Ketchup, Ogres, and Fries (200 Words)

“So this is where you ended up.”

The waiter looked up from lowering the tray in surprise. He hadn’t recognized the person at the table until now. When he did, the man’s eyes narrowed with suspicion.

“What are you doing here, Raz?” he said. “You’re going to get me in trouble.”

The ogre sucked ketchup off her thumb. “No one even sees me,” she said.

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