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“Jabberwock Keys” is a complete just-for-fun short story that could use some polishing. A sorcerer hires a jabberwock named Daisy to guard his treasure, given a silver flute to summon her, they return to his tower on a spire of rocks, going through a tunnel to the top of the cliffs, and he gives her two of the three keys required to unlock a chest with his most important treasures.
Several weeks later, Magnus realized he hadn’t caught so much of a glimpse of his new guard, and so he circled his tower, strode through the tunnels, and paused at the base of the cliffs, frowning because he hadn’t spotted her anywhere.
Something nudged him from behind.
Magnus froze, and slowly, carefully, looked over his shoulder. Stretching on the ground behind him, weaving between rocks, and hardly visible except for the end that twitched in the air next to him was a long fine-scaled tail.
And crouched in a circle of boulders, a coating of dust dulling the gleam of her brown and green hide, looking remarkably like a stone, was the Jabberwock. Her head poked out over the top of a boulder, and she chortled, then ducked back out of view.
Magnus could only imagine the surprise on some thief’s face when she rose up from those boulders, wings spread. In fact, he was almost looking forward to it.
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