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“Jabberwock Keys” is a complete just-for-fun short story that could use some polishing. A man has entered a magic shop, looking for a monster guard for his treasures–the shopkeeper recommends a Jabberwock, or perhaps a dragon, troll, siren, or banshee.
“No fire-breathers, my treasure is flammable, and no one will respect me if I set a siren on my hoard, so I suppose I’ll take a Jabberwock.”
“Excellent choice,” the shopkeeper pulled out a beautifully embossed silver flute from a drawer behind his counter. Carrying it, he walked over to the shop’s single enormous window, and threw the shutters wide, the late afternoon sun streaming in brilliant swathes. “You play it thus,” he said, and blew three notes, slow and steady, twisting to show the sorcerer his finger placement.
The last note faded, and silence fell.
It stretched, and the sorcerer glanced at the shopkeeper, who was gazing out the shop’s window, fingers folded around the flute, content to watch the trees and wait.
So the sorcerer waited too.
After several long moments, something large made the trees toss as they were shoved aside, and a massive shadow loomed out of them before stepping into the light.
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Due to NaNoWriMo, I’ll probably be a little slower than usual, but I still value your feedback, frazzled as I am!