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Dragons and Selfies

Dragons and Selfies

by Nathaniel Krenkel

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Oct 02, 2024
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How’d she get him?”

“Fried his dumb ass.”

“Strange, Vaklum never seemed the type a bloke that’d let a dragon catch him in the flame.”

Dak took a sip of his fish ale and wiped his moustache: “Well, you’d think.”

The Dull One flopped his leather tobacco pouch down on the table and gave Dak a quick help-yourself nod.  Dak waved the pouch away. The Dull One picked up the pouch and began rolling a cigarette. 

Dak gazed over The Dull One’s shoulder to the other tables in the low-ceiled, smokey tavern. Seated across the room was Strap Eyes.  Dak didn’t know the fella Strappy was drinking with.  He heard a ringing sound and saw the unknown man reach into the sack hanging from the back of his chair. 

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