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Glad you could join us for the next footsore episode of Elliot’s Adventures. If you’re new here, you can catch up by returning to the beginning, and reading really fast…

“What about Cassandra and Arturo?” You. Wondering.

“Do you think we could rest for a little while, Arturo?” Cassandra asked. “I’m so tired I don’t think I could go any further if Mr. D’Arc himself were chasing us.”

“When he finds out you’re gone, believe me, he will be. He’s scarier than Spike.” Arturo took to the air to scan the area. He called down to the Princess, “Our only hope is to hide because we sure won’t be able to outrun him, and I’d never be able to fight him and win.”

Cassandra drooped to a stop amid the tall, twilit grass. “Then let’s find a place to hide. Every muscle I have is screaming from holding on so long, and my foot is killing me.”

“All right,” he said as he landed beside her. “I think I saw a sheltered place we can stop for the night. Even if Mr. D’Arc doesn’t find us, there are plenty of other dangers out here.”

Heading for the undergrowth in the woods ahead, Arturo led her to a hollow among a scattering of rocks. They stood at the opening of a cavern that never saw sunlight. “Here. We should be safe enough in here.”

Something growled.

To be continued. . .

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