A young dragon landed on the thatched roof of the witch's cottage.
"What do you want?" she asked.
"Oh, nothing."
She grumbled, but work called and she soon forgot about it. Then, after a month, she had a thought.
"Are you hoarding my cottage?"
"No," said the dragon.
"Me?"
"Um..."
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