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Dragonlance -- Mary Kirchoff - Kendermore
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"Why are you lying in the lemon candies like that?"
asked the second.
"And where's your other half?" demanded a third ken-
der.
Tas reached frantically for Gelfig's outstretched hand.
The kender shook Tasslehoff's hand and released it be-
fore Tas could explain his desperate situation. Struck
dumb for the first time in his life, Tas held up his hand
again in a silent plea for help.
But the onlookers simply continued to gape at him,
smiling.
Tas looked around them anxiously, taking in his sur-
roundings for the first time. His mouth dropped open
and he nearly lost his tenuous grip at the sight of taffy
trees, peppermint fences, gingerbread homes with
graham-cracker shutters and shingles of chocolate shav-
ings.
Just then, Tas felt another mighty pull on his legs; one
more inch of his torso disappeared back into the portal.
Waving his arms frantically, he finally managed to cry,
"Help me, please! Someone who wants to kill me is try-
ing to drag me through this doorway! Please hurry and
grab on!"
What intrigue! the three kender thought. They took
hold of Tasslehoff's arms but, try as they might, they
could not pull him free of the wall. Somewhat to Tas's re-
lief, he did stop sliding backward, though he could still
feel Denzil tugging and yanking on his legs.
The commotion quickly attracted a crowd. Among
the gathering onlookers was Trapspringer Furrfoot, who
recognized his errant nephew at once.
"Tasslehoff!" he shouted, pushing his way to the front
of the throng. "Is that you, you young delinquent? What
on Krynn are you doing in Gelfigburg, when you're sup-
posed to be in Kendermore getting married?"
"Uncle Trapspringer!" his nephew cried in surprise
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