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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, and they return to his tower on a spire of rocks, with tunnels going through the cliffs to the top, and he gives her two of the three keys required to unlock a chest with his most important treasures.
I skipped over Daisy hauling a screaming man out of the woods, and bringing him to Magnus.
“Were there others?” Magnus contemplated the man sitting unhappily on the ground, with one of Daisy’s long, scaly front feet banding his rib cage.
Daisy nodded, snapped her jaws twice, and then shook her head.
“It ate Kiff and Pol,” the man complained, “so much blood and screamin’… and the teeth…”
“You were trying to steal from me,” Magnus said, crossing his arms, “what did you think would happen?”
“It didn’t have ta eat us!” He began railing against the evilness of rich wizards who wouldn’t miss some of their dusty hoard anyway, and Daisy gave him another firm shake to cut off the stream of invective.
“You tell me who you were stealing for, and what you were after,” Magnus said, “And, since you were so eager to see inside my tower, I will indulge you.”
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