Walkabouts of the Great Wyrm, Part Thirteen

Gefyllanith awoke, shivering. It was dark, and chilly. Autumn was coming. He lay still upon the tomb. I dozed off, he realized. How unprofessional of me. Walkabouts of the Great Wyrm, Part Thirteen | @MDellertDotCom #Dragons, #FantasyFiction

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