Short stories
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Sage ran down an ally, but the Huldra father spotted him. The soldiers not confused by the random shouting happening all over the crowd at this point followed the Huldra father in his pursuit.
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“If the jewels in the backside of the earth’s crust could sparkle down on us any brighter, they would still pale to her inexhaustible beauty,” said Sage, the sixteen-year-old Huldra.
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“What’s wrong with my Zephyr, doctor?” asked the Dryad woman with anxiety. She pulled a handkerchief from her corseted gown and began to sob.
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Today is the day of my execution. I, Puck Alexander Capernaum III, will die by hanging when the sun sets this evening. My former student, Maldamien, Warlock dictator of the faerie world of Gryphendale, has planned a sweet revenge to celebrate his 150th birthday.
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Dragons at Crumbling Castle is a collection of short stories written by a seventeen-year-old Terry Pratchett when he worked as a junior reporter at a local British newspaper in the nineteen sixties.
