ARTIST FAMILIAR
“Badly drawn as it was, it had a set of cruelly competent long white teeth.”
“From the dim surface of the water a huge horned head was staring up at him. Sanderson wheeled about with a hoarse cry. At first he did not understand. Trailing behind him in the sooty light were a long, scaly lizardlike tail, two wobbling pipestem legs. And on the back were folded ribbed, repulsive, rusty bat wings. His wings.”
Margaret St. Clair, Counter Charm
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