July 24th, 2009

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Nanofiction: Wizards have no sense of humour

Elsa looked around scornfully.
The lab was a big clicé, full of dark wood and leather props, candles stuck on skulls chipping highlights off inlaid runes. At least they had a pickled dragon embryo rather than the old stuffed alligator…
She finally got the joke when she saw the familiar.
Nobody expected a sun conure.

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