Conversation

The poet cleared her throat. The dragon turned atop the hoard and peered down.
"Yes?"
"I seek a word."
"Do you offer one?"
"Callipygian."
"Nice. Hardly used. Was it apt, when used?"
"Yes, but not appreciated."
"So it goes. Your word?"
"Experience ecstatic joy?"
"Exult."
She did.
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