The dragon lay spread upon the cavern floor, a gutted, bleeding worm. The foul odor of it filled the chamber. Slipping, the man searched the creature’s bowels. Covered and stained in the serpent’s blood, he dug deeper into the dead thing’s stomach until he disappeared into its carcass.
They waited in the silence, in the dark, until he broke through with a shout and they lifted their torches to see. He had her in his arms, her lifeless in his arms. He wailed, and the caved echoed with the sounds of his cries. Thus did the quest end in death.
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