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Date Posted: 20:07:15 01/12/00 Wed
Author: Jax
Subject: Jax and Janora

Belamore dismissed me
without a backward glance.
I leapt into the air
and, gaining the heights
I circled. For, it came
to mind that there was
more yet to do. This fight
was just beginning--and
griffens fight!
In less than a turn of the glass
Janora left the hut.
I circled low until she called.
"Hey, Jax, you lazy griffen!
come and give an old woman
a lift!"
"Old woman, is it?" I hissed,
"aye, perhaps, but, I bet me
there is life enough left in
those old bones."
I knelt to allow her to
clamber aboard.
"And, where did the rascal king
dispatch you?"
"A fearsome quest, I doubt he
knows the danger--"
"Mayhap he knows and doesn't care!"
"A possiblility, Jax, a possiblility!
how be it, the deed must be done
if there is to peace in this
Wretched state--" Janora paused,
I turned my head to see her,
her face was set in hard lines
and I saw her knuckles white
on the spurs.
"We are to search out Triarcanoth's
third head."
"What! He sent you---by the way
what do you mean--we?"
"Why, dear Jax," her voice was syrup,
"I thought you relished a good fight,
a chance for battle!"
"You are a fulsome hag, Janora,
aye, you well know my weakness!
And, tell the truth,
you knew I'd be waiting."
"Aye, I surmised, you'd not be
sent off like a common errand boy!"
"Where do we seek this dragon's head?"
"Some say it is hid in the Mountain of Regret."
"Does not that Sir Dragzfurth know where he
put the accursed head?" I hissed in disbelief.
"He left buried it in a cave, but when he
went to find it--it was gone. Spirited away
some say by the witch Keecadoran."
"Then, to the Mountain of Regret." I said
and sought the clouded heights.
Janora's weight was a comforting burden
as I winged toward the black mountain.

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