Fifty Word Fantasy Serial: Ice and Ash, 32

Dru dropped pork into the pot. “You sure it’ll still recognize you? I’m mean, you were dead. And now—”

She glanced back and found Cryton with her tongue poked out in concentration, and her arm thrust impossibly shoulder deep into the small belt pouch. “Yeah! My stuff’s still in it!”

 

 

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