Don’t shoot me. Might be a beginning rather than a full story?
The pixies were freaking out.
In the days before enlightenment and society, when dragons had lived in caves, solitary or in groups of one or two, they had kept pixies captive to tell them when another dragon — or any of the Nearly Large races — was coming.
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This month’s Saturday repost theme is Summer Reading, one-shots and worlds we’ve not seen since.
He was, he admitted, a bit of a hoarder. He took things because they looked pretty, or because they were a shortcut to what he wanted to say.
So, Hob prompted me this prompt from Reddit for his birthday, and… some time later, I actually finished it. I thought it was going to be Dragons Next Door, but I’m not sure it is.
It wasn’t as if Cary didn’t know that there were strange things in the world.
You saw it on the news sometimes, of course, dragons in the sky or someone really small turning bank thief.