Sturdy

Sands of Time

The cave hideout stank of bacon. Whoever was there had cooked himself a hearty meal.

The treasure, however, had to be moved.

He tiptoed inside. A lamp sat by the side of the entrance and lit the way.

When he reached the spot, he shoved a few chests aside.

“It's not here.” In a frenzy, he dug through the sand. “It's not here.”

That's when a sturdy little man waltzed in.

"You want the cave? You can have it. I bought myself a new crib." And he waltzed away.

Throwing a pebble at his head didn't do a thing, unfortunately.

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