Derp's body fell into the sand, only a few yards from the village. The people were all going about their daily business, not noticing the orange dragon dying within their reach. Why did he have to be the color of sand?
Finally, one man found the dragon while going to get water from the well that Derp covneiantly missed.
The man helped Derp up and brought the beast into his home. His wife made Derp some tea and they relaxed, talking about their lives. Derp felt at home, but he knew he would soon have to leave. He had a job to do.
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The Mystical Book Of Shmoo
HumorA book of many different stories. All connecting to find the Book of Shmoo