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Backfire – Gargleblaster Microstories #212

Johnson figured there’d be troubles hitching a dragon to his wagon. He just guessed they would come from its mouth. Smoke billowed from the wagon’s charred remains. The dragon looked sheepish. Johnson glared at it. “I told you not to … Continue reading

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