a cure for the common block


The bloodhound once again picked up the scent and the Hunter followed closely,
toting his canteen and elephant gun. They spotted the massive beast just over a
ridge, and ducked back before being seen; they had the element of surprise and
without that, they had nothing. The Hunter took a few quick breaths, turned over
back on the ridge and aimed for the heart. BLAM. The Luckdragon was down.

#ShortShortStories #HammerIntoAnvil


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