It was probably his imagination, but it seemed to the Don of Prancy Fairy College, Dennis Travesty, that admittance standards had been slipping of late. Just last term he’d had several complaints of werewolves, and then there was the vampire debacle at Convocation. (They were still cleaning up Poncy Hall.) No, he thought, it was just a bad run of luck. Could happen to anyone.
Maknor the Face Collector was just wondering what he was dancing with, and how it would taste later.
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