A Library Is A Place Full Of

One Does Not Want Glory Accepted As A Matter Of Course. One Wants To Shock And Astonish People With It.

You're Wearing That Hat? After All The Magic I Used To Make Your Dress Pretty?" ~howl From The Movie 'howl's Moving Castle

Mr. Stock Came Out Of The Competition Tent Carrying His Zeppelin Marrow On One Shoulder And Demanding To Know What Was Going On. When He Saw The Hordes Advancing On Aidan, He Charged Off That Way, Whirling The Great Vegetable. The Puck, Who Was Rushing Behind The Horde, Yelling At Them To Grab Aidan And Kill Rolf, Was Mr. Stock's First Victim. The Marrow Caught Him Thock! On The Side Of The Head. It Laid The Puck Out Cold On The Grass, But The Mighty Vegetable Remained Intact, Mottled And Glossy

I Only Want To Catch You,” Michael Explained. “i Won’t Hurt You.” “no! No!” The Star Crackled Desperately. “that’s Wrong! I’m Supposed To Die!” “but I Could Save You If You’d Let Me Catch You,” Michael Told It Gently. “no!” Cried The Star. “i’d Rather Die!

But Most Dragons Seem To Have Interesting Personalities--besides Probably Having Quite Good Reasons For What They Do, If Only One Could Understand Them