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| Werkstatt |
workshop
shop
garage
studio
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| Reparaturwerkstatt |
workshop
repair shop
garage
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Not that a dragon had run around smashing everything and setting fire to it, that was just the way her workshop was all the time.
Liang swore and sprinted, stumbling and tripping over her own feet as she reached the iron door into the spiralling tunnels where the hatchling had gone, where she had her workshop with Belli, where Tsen himself had his rooms.
After Bellepheros went off to poison the dragon and put an end to it all at last, Chay-Liang surveyed her workshop.
When her workshop had no space for it all any more, her room had become a cross between a laboratory and a museum.
When they were done, Liang dragged the two of them in their frozen armour into the far corner of her workshop and hobbled away to hide.
”“Just a quick demonstration,” Cassian said, keeping his smile in place as he glanced to Nesta, who was staring over the blacksmith’s broad shoulder into the workshop behind him.
Li’s workshop looked, if anything, even worse.
He put a knotted half-dried bladder in his shoulder bag and hurried out, through the hatchery and across the dragon yard to the spiral of tunnels where he and Li had their studies and their workshop and laboratory.
She was close to her workshop now, to Belli’s study and his laboratory.
She left him there, bewildered, and went to her workshop and opened the iron door.
She ran past Tsen’s old rooms, past her workshop to Belli’s study, praying to the forbidden gods that he was still there, that he hadn’t moved, that she would find him; and there, waiting for her, was the crippled hatchling.
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