Already in the middle of the bridge, I saw the booby-trap too late. Sparkling lights swishing around began breaking and buckling the wood. My tour group wailed in panic, but I saw Kraggberry Krrumble, with her pet Dimorphodon—called Dimorphodusk, due to his coloring. It flitted onto the railing and snapped up the sparklies as they zoomed by, then flapped around, gobbling up the rest. The curse gone, we got across, and thanked the beast with a search for beetles and worms.

© 2020 Kelly Ishikawa

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