Flash Fiction: Trade Wind

Aghast, Pol discovered his newly four-legged and equine lower half. “What happened!?”

“I told you to hide!” the wizard yelled. “That was a trade wind, idiot! It takes and gives properties in a swap!”

The knight looked to his mare.

A centauress grinned back. “Hey! Nice legs!”

 

 

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