[ Gods, they look ridiculous snd he doesn't care. A streak of green rushes up to circle around Molly, playing Tag on the way across the City (slapping that spaded tail!) toward the shoreline where the Ball-Eater stands as tall as ever.
Laughter heralds their landing on the deck, the sword vanishing do that Fjord can reach for Molly. ]
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Laughter heralds their landing on the deck, the sword vanishing do that Fjord can reach for Molly. ]
Get over here before that spell wears off!