[fancypost bgcolor=darkred; border: none; width: 400px; min-height: 0px; font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; color: white; text-transform: uppercase; padding: 0px; line-height: 14px;]The devil's got nothing on me, my friend ★[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; color: black; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 95%; text-align: justify;]As the gryphon reached in her bag, she accidentally flung one into the air. Panicking a bit, she shifted her weight onto her haunches, and sprang into the air, and as the glass ornament began plummeting to the ground, she caught the string in her beak. It swung as she fell back to the ground. She landed on her back, but flipped over and stood, still gripping the ornament tightly. She flapped her wings to calm herself. She placed the ornament back in the bag, and grabbed another one. It was plain turquoise. She trotted to the tree and placed it on a low hanging branch.
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