You Had Evil Inside You, And You

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

He Had Quite Liked The Dwarfs. He Often Had No Idea What They Were Talking About, But For A Group Of Homicidal, Class-obsessed Small People, They Were Really Rather Good Fun.

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

And David Saw Himself Reflected In The Woodsman's Eyes, And There He Was No Longer Old But A Young Man, For A Man Is Always His Father's Child No Matter How Old He Is Or How Long They Have Been Apart.

She Was Plump, With Dyed Red Hair And A Face So Caked With Cosmetics That The Floor Of The Amazon Jungle Probably Saw More Natural Light.