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77 In dwindgore I’m going to omit some parts here, skip the sexual content, and jump to more appropriate sections of my story. This all takes place on the blue shores of dwindgore, a kingdom prosperous and happy and entirely underground. The brave soldier Kormos was hot and tired and he sat heavily on the gray slate by Poldor Pond, his proto-tunic splashed with Mook-dragon blood. It had been a punishing fight, but now dwindgore was safe, except for the Gob squads that roamed under dark Kirdo’s rule. Kormos dropped his tunic to the blue sand and then his fuu-belt and nopkonner. He marched naked into the coolness of Polder Pond. sensing a disturbance, Chynorra, the hydronymph woke and saw his muscular frame approach, his legs sparked fire in her loinerama. Kormos saw the ripples of her approach, skip this part, skip, skip Her arms over his skip and jump to when his lungs were bursting she skip, omit, skip skip skip Omit jump jump and skip to tumultuous waves breaking over skip skip jump to – no – skip skip omit for sure, and then, skip skip and, oh, skip skip skip skip skip skip skip. ...

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