It's a white-knuckle roller-coaster ride.

They faced each other. 'I'm going to enjoy this,'Melancholia said. 'I daresay I'm not.

That's a shame. I'm sure somebody, somewhere, cares.

People!" she screamed. "There are people here! New people!

Just leave her alone. You're annoying her.' 'I'm not annoying her. She doesn't even know how to be annoyed. She's, what, a week old?' 'She's three months.' 'She's three months in our years, but what is she in baby years?

There's enough sedative in these darts to bring down a werewolf, which is exactly what we're hunting. Why would we want to bring down an elephant if we're not hunting elephants?

An untied shoelace can be dangerous,' he said. 'I could have tripped.' She stared at him. A moment dragged by. 'I'm joking,' he said at last. She relaxed. 'Really?' 'Absolutely. I would never have tripped. I'm far too graceful.