I'd Been Hurt, And In Response I

‎"sarge, Mr. Nurd Here Is Threatening To Turn Me To Jelly." "really?" Said Sarge. "what Flavor?

We Are Not Meant To Know The Time Or The Nature Of Our Deaths (for All Of Us Secretly Hope That We May Be Immortal).

On More Than One Occasion David, In His Urge To Explore The Darker Corners Of The Bookshelves, Had Found Himself Wearing Strands Of Spider Silk In His Face And Hair, Causing The Web's Creator To Scuttle Into A Corner And Crouch Balefully, Lost In Thoughts Of Arachnoid Revenge.

They Were On The Side Of The Angels, Even If The Angels Weren't Entirely Sure That This Was A Good Thing.

I'm A Ghost," Said The Small Figure, Then Added, A Little Uncertainly, "boo?