Witch's brew

What you thought was Jennifer's perfume was in fact the purid smells of a witch's cauldron brewing on the fire. This is what trying to smell through soot-filled nostrils does for you.

"Heh he! heh!" cackles the witch "What do we have here? A real life dragon, just what ol' Dorka needs! Come here, my beauty!"

Written by AR Jackson

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