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Day 13 of the Wyvern Moon


Letting a wolf loose among an unattended flock has the sort of consequences not even I could have foreseen. 


With an unbridled appetite, Micaiah had easily outdone herself at this year’s end of harvest ball and made quite a spectacle of herself in the process. 


I watched in awe as she single handedly tried and tested every confection for quality assurance and gorged her way into the records. The great pumpkin which I had intended to be was but a mere squash in the face of an endless appetite, a fact well noted by several members of the lower court.


A shift in tactics was in order as it became clear to me that our position in sizes had changed along with the attitudes of our citizens.


If large was in charge, I would need to act by royal decree.

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