The Story Hop

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Imagine sitting around a campfire with a group of friends. The flames have died to members, crickets chirp, The moon casts mottled shadows. Everyone waits breathlessly for the storyteller.
 

“Gather round and I will tell you the most extraordinary story you’ve ever heard…”

A Dragon for Cymnea

 

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