Fred sighed as the door to the smithy closed shut behind him. He looked
down the length of the street, but could see no other blacksmith
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recall exactly why he had brought no gold with him, not even a single
coin in his back pocket. Obviously currency was not the most mandatory of
items needed when battling a fiery reptilian colossus, but still, not one
coin?
Fred trudged down the street, stopping every so often to aim a kick at a large stone that he had successfully rolled down four furlongs already. He had been forced to rebound off the market walls several times, and had had to nutmeg a milkmaid at one point, but he was through on goal now with only the keeper to beat. Taking sure aim, he wound his leg back and struck the rock squarely with a superb toe poke. 'Top corner, surely!' he thought. Regrettably, the only top corner the rock hit was the one in Fred's overactive imagination. What the rock actually hit was......
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