Confessions of a Conservative Atheist
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We left Rosie at the top of the stairs in the middle of an identity crisis. She knew her human servants needed protection and wanted to do her duty, but the stairs alone were frightening and greyhounds aren’t particularly good guard dogs either. This is part four of an ongoing series. To catch up, you… Continue reading Rosie the three-legged dragon and the three days of endless night, part four, the conclusion
Rosie was black and beautiful, long and lithe, with a patch of white on her neck, on the tips of her paws and end of her tail, but she didn’t have wings and couldn’t breathe fire because Rosie wasn’t a dragon at all. She just thought she was. Rosie was a three-legged dragon, black and… Continue reading Rosie the three-legged dragon and the three days of night, part one
Confessions of a Conservative Atheist 