Allow me to translate, Twitchtip said, not even bothering to move. "She said if you don't stop your incessant babble, that big rat sitting in the boat next to you will rip your head off.

Do you really know what's going on And if you don't... find out

She's Prim's size in diameter.

The heat of the bread burned into my skin, but I clutched it tighter, clinging to life.

See that little girl? I wanted to marry her mother, but she ran off with a coal miner," "A coal miner? Why did she want a coal miner if she could've had you?" "Because when he sings...even the birds stop to listen.

Because something is significantly wrong with a creature that sacrifices its children’s lives to settle its differences.

On and on we seal the pages with salt water and promises to live well to make their deaths count.