Grigor flew high
The proudest griffin in the sky
Until that fateful, dark, awful day
When the magician Herbolt came to stay
With his incantations and wand
Casting spells for far around
He turned Grigor to stone
His flesh, his feathers, his fur, his bones
crispina kemp 
Poor guy!
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Alas, alack, he’ll fly no more. 🙂
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🥹
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Poor Grigor. Damn those magicians!
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I blame Master Potter. The air hasn’t been safe since he entered the world
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That’s harsh. He was but a child who had no idea of what he was or what it meant! 😉
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It was not his actions but his influence 😂
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Of course 🙂
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Good one Crispina!!
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Thank you, Frank. Yet again I post a photo for the challenge and then struggle to write something interesting. But yay! I did it. 🙂
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love this
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Thank you 🙂
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