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Wednesday, November 5, 2014

Just a bit of writing

Something was going on. Tyzel had barged in without knocking and located everyone before dragging a chair over to the door and settling in. But he insisted nothing was wrong, that Roth merely wanted him to pull some guard duty. William wasn't buying it. Not completely. James and Anna were in agreement, which did nothing for the latter's nerves.

"Tyzel, what is happening out there?" William asked for the umpteenth time.

The dragon shot him a dry look. "Isn't the definition of insanity doing the same thing over and expecting a different result?"

William sighed. "But I know you're hiding something. We all know you are. For the last time, what's going on?"

"I somehow doubt that's actually the last time," Tyzel said, watching him. "All I know is, Roth told me to get in here and watch you three. If there's something going on, he'll take care of it. So there's nothing to worry about. Therefore, nothing is wrong."


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