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Dragonlance Preludes 2 Vol 2 - Flint The King
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. He had no barrel and sapling to help him over the seven-
foot barrier now. He looked to the vast wooden gate, di-
rectly opposite the shop, the wagons obscuring his view.
Though closed, the gate was made of closely spaced rails.
His boots would never have fit in the spaces, but his bare
toes might... He had to make the fifteen-yard dash to that
gate.
Keeping low, Flint ran as fast as he could, keeping his eyes
on the ruts that threatened to trip him. He hurled himself at
the gate and jammed his toes into the spaces between the
rails.
"Hey!"
The cry came from behind him. Heart pumping wildly,
Flint hauled himself up the gate by sheer desperation. Bal-
anced on his stomach across the top of the gate, he was
swinging his right leg up to prepare to leap off when the gate
underneath him swept open. Flint looked down anxiously
and saw that two of the guards were returning from the tav-
erns, staggering and laughing, oblivious to Flint clinging to
the top of the gate above them.
But the guard from the shop was yelling a warning as he
ran to the gate. His cohorts looked up in time to see the hill
dwarf's exhilarated expression as he threw himself from the
top of the gate and crashed into them
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