Heres a story of mine, to whet you appetite!
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A stranger knocked on the door to the villager's house. Helsun opened the door and peered out into the misty darkness at the shadowed form. His wife, Magrit, stood behind him.
"Can I help you?" Helsun asked.
"I'm lost," the stranger said. "May I come in?"
Helsun and Magrit agreed to accommodate the stranger, but kept a wary eye on him. He was an odd man, with a a hooded cloak that hid his face and body from view. Magrit brought out a bowl of soup and a crust of bread.
At that moment, a lizard ran out from a darkened corner of the house. Helsun cursed and tried to stomp it, but only got the lizard's tail, which broke off as the lizard scampered away.
The stranger looked at the tail. "Has that lizard done you any harm?"
"Dirty things," Helsun said, and Magrit made a sound of agreement.
The stranger finished his food and left. Helsun followed him to the door, then said to Magrit, "I don't like this. I'm going to tell the others."
Helsun strode into the darkness. The mist had turned into a thick fog, and Helsun was soon lost. He stumbled about until he felt rough bark beneath his hand.
"Dirty thing," a cold voice said behind him.
Through the fog, Helsun saw that the stranger, now uncloaked, had a reptilian face and a long tail. Helsun cowered against the tree, fear overwhelming him.
"Do your limbs grow back as well? Let's find out..."
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