The Dragon of the Bailey

Lhai sniffed the water in his trough. Was the poison in there? He couldn’t tell. He cursed, not for the first time, that the Maker had given dragons such a poor sense of smell.


On the Other Side of Waking

She never had trouble falling asleep. Head to pillow, lights low, she could be out in a matter of minutes. But Rosa always woke up, deep in the night while the house was quiet...

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