The Avalier And Dragon Eggs

“Drivel!” Fizzbarren ranted, his big feet making the wooden floor shake ominously. “Drivel, I tell you. It’s all drivel!”

Papers were flung about the room. The clean spell wouldn’t delete the papers Fizzbarren flung around, so the paper was piling up. The typewriter, no longer a simple animated object, now spat out reams of stories that littered the small living area. And every time the typewriter began its clacking, Fizzbarren would seize the vomit of pages and read voraciously. The reading would begin alright, but as it progressed, Fizzbarren would begin to mumble and then to growl and finally to shred the offensive pages in a new rant that shook the rafters.

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