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The night was finally over. The sun began to rise and the dragon opened his eyes to the sparkle of sun on dewdrops. It would be a good day. He was certain of it, although for the life of him, he couldn’t figure out why.

He gently roused Jezebel by neatly placing his very wet, very cold snout straight on her neck. It was the most effective way to wake her up. Jezebel awoke with a very unladylike squawk and a curse that would have impressed not a few barbarians.

“What is it now, stupid creature?” Jezebel was not the easiest person to get along with in the morning. But the dragon had come to accept this and did not yell back. He just said, “We need to move on or we will never find the witch’s cabin.”

“Fine. Where do we go from here?” Jezebel asked, returning to a little more human-like state.

“I don’t know,” said the dragon. “We could follow that sign. It might help.”

“Sign? What sign?” grumbled Jezebel.

“The one that says ‘Witch’s Cabin’ and has an arrow pointing to the right and a huge list of things we can get there.”

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