Serializations of the Hitherby Dragons novels

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The funeral procession marches past and fades into the west. The Devil watches until he can’t see them any more.

Then he wanders for a while, blindly. He doesn’t even know where he’s going.

He stops to pet a goat and leaves boiling Devil’s blood all over some subterranean hill.

“There’s a good goat,” he says, inaccurately, and without really paying attention to it.

The wind blows. He pulls his coat tighter around him.

The sun-bird fades to night.

Finally, he spins himself into a column of flame, rises through a chimney and up and out onto the world.

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