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“Jabberwock Keys” is a complete just-for-fun short story that could use some polishing. A sorcerer hires jabberwock named Daisy to guard his treasure, given a silver flute to summon her by the shopkeeper who suggested her, and having paid a hiring fee, gets on a horse made of metal and leather to return to his tower.
He turned his horse’s head in the direction of the road, and pressed his heels to the buttons set under the leather. Moving in a precise, smooth walk, the construct followed his instructions, picking up the pace as he pressed his heels twice more, shifting to ground-eating gallop.
Behind him, he heard heavy footfalls, and glanced back to see the Jabberwock galumphing after him, running through the trees parallel to the road.
As he traveled, Magnus caught glimpses of her fine-scaled, mottled green and brown hide, gleaming dully in the light like snake skin, or of her bright ruby-red eyes winking in the light. And often he heard her, crashing through the undergrowth, or the sudden noisy eruption of frantic birds flinging themselves into the air as she passed.
Finally, he reached his destination, a lonely tower set atop a jagged spire of rocky cliffs. Picking a way up the sides would be nearly impossible, with the long stretches of smooth surfaces, jutting overhangs, stretches of sharp rocks, and the unstable areas that triggered deadly rockslides. For those that didn’t deter, enormous raptors also lived in the spires, large enough to carry off a man to their nests.
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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!