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Tomasina Riddle
Ben and Devon looked at the goblin at her latest revelation. They shared their father's dragon obsession. It baffled Egypt, dragons were.....horrid creatures that burned down your pool house and set your Halston dress on fire.
Egypt just wanted to get out of that blasted cart. She hated those things, she really did. And this ride had gone on for 2 hours. Her stomach felt like she had swallowed a whole handful of worms. "Is there another speed we can go?" she asked trying to hold in the puke that was fighting its way up.
Quazi shook her head and offered a smiled.
"Just one speed. But we are nearly there," she replied as the cart finally began to slow. It was reaching one of its last turns as it crested another hill.
Coasting to a stop, the nearly three hour trip was over. Slowly getting up, Quazi dusted herself off and dis-carted. Walking toward the vault, Quazi stood before it and extended her hand. Running a finger over the center of the door, she moved it in an intricate design and lifted her finger off. The sound of gears soon were heard and Quazi stepped back as the vault opened. Turning back the the cart, Quazi bowed slightly and moved to the side.
"Vault number 979."