I'm a ghost," said the small figure, then added, a little uncertainly, "Boo?

I don't think," he said, "that a vicar is supposed to beat a bishop to death, or even back to death." Mr. Berkeley looked down upon the remains of Bishop Bernard. "If anyone asks, we'll say he fell over," he said. "Lots of times.

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.

Being scared isn't the problem. It's not running away that's the hard part.

This life is filled with threats and danger, David. We face those that we have to face, and there will be times when we must make the choice to act for the greater good, even at risk to ourselves, but we do not lay down our lives needlessly. Each of us has only one life to live, and one life to give. There is no glory in throwing it away where there is no hope.

Once upon a time – for that is how all stories should begin – there was a boy who lost his mother.