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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales I, Vol. Iii - Love And War
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The painter raced to the hut.
"Kyra, where are you?" he cried when he found their
home empty.
"I'm in the back ... in the vegetable garden."
Not wanting to waste any time, he quickly looked
through their trunk and closet. He was sure they had some
sort of red blanket - a strange request, come to think of it -
but he couldn't find it.
"Any luck?" called out the dragon, who was now
standing at the front door.
"You were supposed to stay where you were," said
Seron nervously, stepping out to meet the creature. He was
afraid the dragon might harm his wife.
"Is someone there?" Kyra called out gaily, walking
around the side of the hut. "I thought I heard another voice
and - "
She stopped in her tracks with a look of wonder on her
face.
"A red blanket!" cried the animal happily, gesturing
toward the red shawl Kyra wore around her shoulders.
Seron blinked. That's what he had been looking for.
Kyra smiled at the dragon. She had grown up on tales
of these magical beasts. To Seron's surprise, she wasn't
afraid of the creature. "Do you like this?" she asked,
sweeping the shawl off her shoulders and holding it before
her.
"Very much," replied the dragon.
"Then it's yours," she said
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