looking for trouble

He has been sleeping, a sweet sleep for centuries. He has been on rampage before that, gobbling up every soul he could stumble upon. Then men in cloak ganged up and gagged him in this small box.

He often heard babbling of men and women outside, some contemplating on opening the box but they did not. He assumed those grim faced monks have written something very threatening on his resting place.

Then he heard someone say, “Who believes in these religious mumbo jumbos? I will open it and see how a demon looks like….”

he yawned and stretched his limbs merrily inside his prison.


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