The Flowers That Bloom in the Spring

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“All right, let’s bag the thing!” Wildwind called. He grabbed the controls to the ATVs projectile weapon.

Angered, Annwn reached over and slapped his hands away. “How can you do that?”

Wildwind looked indignant. “It could be dangerous!”

“We’re here on an exploratory mission.”

“So?” He crossed his arms.

“So,” said Miranda, sitting behind the two arguers, managing the communications and navigation controls, “that means we’re supposed to determine things, not jump to conclusions.”

“Yeah, but how can we explore if some beast sucks us into its gullet!”

“That’s the risk we take, right?” said Annwn, becoming tired of the argument. “No shooting. Period.”

Wildwind looked at Kwazar, who wisely shrugged.

He sighed, giving in.

Annwn smiled inwardly. She liked to see Wildwind defeated.

A jarring report echoed from the front of the vehicle. Annwn found herself thrown into the dash as emergency airbags erupted throughout the compartment. The ballooning bags forced her back into her seat. Hissing quietly, the safety devices deflated.

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