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But the most exciting thing was riding on a dragon!
You'd like riding a dragon, Tanis. This was not a real
one, it was built by a gnome named Bozdil -- or maybe
his brother Ligg built it. I never asked. They made this
machine called a cara... carus... a round thing that
plays really loud music and has statues of animals that
go up and down and around in circles.
Tas looked over the description of the carousel. He
was not completely satisfied with it but he couldn't think
of an easy way to make it better, and he did not want to
start the whole letter over again.
So I was riding the dragon at Oktoberfest in Roslovig-
gen and it took off! Bozdil won't tell me how he made
it come to life, and I know it didn't really, but it was
neat anyway.
The bad part is that the dragon brought us to this
tower way up in the mountains where those two
gnomes I mentioned live, and they are going to kill me
and put me on display in a glass case to fulfill their Life
Quests. They're going to do the same thing to their pet
woolly mammoth, Winnie, which I think is terrible!
Ligg is bigger and gruffer than his brother, and he
builds everything around here. Bozdil is more sensi-
tive, but he's the one who usually collects the speci-
mens.
I asked Woodrow whether a person could see things
after dying, if he's been stuffed. I mean, will I be able
to see the people who stare at me in my display case
the way I stared at the dinosaurs? Woodrow didn't
think so, but I think the next few centuries might
be more interesting if I could
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