Wickyorn
Impossibly the sound of the croco echoed through the bookstore. Startlingly a man in a shimmering cape appeared. Wickyorn the wizard sliced the silence with his voice. “Don’t be afraid. The tree has released the croco as a baby. I will give it a place to live while I train it to be good. It will make a wonderful ally.” On cue it swaggered into the opening visibly growing in front of us. Wickyorn was rapidly drawing on his arm. “The ink used in these tattoos is magic,” he said. The croco had become the tattoo alive on Wickyorn’s arm.
By Shari Marshall – April 26, 2018
Click Here to start at the beginning of this story: A for Anomalous.
Prompt for this 100 word post is from 101 Writing Prompts, prompt #77.
Brewing Coffee, Twisting Words & Breaking Pencils 
Whoops. I must have missed some. Time to reread.
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I’m pleased the croco can be friendly too, and a wizard joining in too!
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Yay for second chances!
https://katseaholm.wordpress.com/2018/04/27/w-is-for-worldbuilding/
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What? You make no sense. I agree with some of what you say,but you’re talking in circles. I think she’s pretty with an amazing body. And no tattoos or other visible mutalations.
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Woah! That sounds awesome!
Jayden R. Vincente
Erotic Fiction Writer
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