Sunday Scribbles Week 38: The Dragon Skin and the Hoard.

‘Don’t…’ he said, with a warning growl.

‘Don’t? You wanted me to move my stuff!’

‘Yeah, but there’s a knack to openin’ the door,’ her father insisted.

He motioned backwards and eased the door up. The contents behind creaked. Lily took a couple of steps back as a wave of brightly coloured balls cascaded out.

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