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Toasted Cake 239! In which we knit the booties.

Jordan recognised the griffin waiting outside the chicken cage as she stepped out, holding three dead hens by the neck; his chest had that unmistakeable stripe of velvet-black feathers among the russet.

This story is original to Toasted Cake. You can also read it right here on Matt Dovey's website!

Matt Dovey is very tall, very British, and most likely drinking a cup of tea right now. He has a scar on his arm from a gap year working a Megafauna Sanctuary in the Pacific Northwest; he'd like to pretend it was from calming a raging beast and saving the day, but really it was an infected scratch from rusted chickenwire. He now lives in a quiet market town in rural England with his wife and three children, and still struggles to express his delight in this wonderful arrangement. Although his surname rhymes with "Dopey", any other similarities to the dwarf are purely coincidental. He has fiction out and forthcoming all over the place: you can keep up with it at mattdovey.com, or find him timewasting on Twitter as @mattdoveywriter.



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