Chapter Nine

                Next day the Dragon dropped by while the Elf was planting daylilies and night-blooming cereus in front of her treehouse.

                “Well,” said the Dragon, leaning over the fence, “looks like you’ll have flowers day and night.”

                The Elf jumped a little at the sudden appearance, but could not resist boasting about her garden.

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                “And not just flowers!” She was proud of her green thumb, with which she gestured at the rest of her garden. “Over here I have ‘taters ‘n’ ‘maters sprouting!”

                The Dragon eyed the neat rows and licked her purple chops.

                Dragons are always hungry.

                                TO BE CONTINUED…

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