the chocolate raisins tasted somewhat fishy, but Lucy didn't care-chocolate was chocolate. She changed her mind however, when she realized that the raisins were tiny fish heads.
Beauty Lures the Stranger More Easily into Danger -Septimus Heap
I really like Septimus Heap. he is my favorite guy in the story. I should make you all read it.
Things always look better in the morning.
Things have a habit of working out, you know. Eventually.
Been having a fight with your blankets, Septimus?" A familiar voice echoed down the chimney. "Looks like you lost," the voice continued with a chuckle. "Not wise to take on a pair of blankets, lad. One, maybe, but two blankets always gang up on you. Vicious things, blankets.