I blush to think of her beholding my work," Verl confessed. So do we," Newel assured him.
Seth put his ear against the door. "I can't hear anything." "There are probably ten of them patiently waiting on the far side, ready to pounce." Brownies are shrimps. All I'd need are some heavy boots, a pair of shin guards, and a weed whacker." The image made Kendra giggle.
FABLEHAVEN: None who enter will leave unchanged. Trespassers will be turned to stone.
All boys belong in insane asylums.
Excruciating agony makes me cranky.
Agreements. Specifically, a treaty ratified by all the orders of whimsical like forms who dwell here that affords a measure of security for mortal caretakers. In a world where mortal man has become the dominant force, most creatures of enchantment have fled to refuges like this one.