Sunday, March 29, 2009
Chapter Eight
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A little boy cries near a well. They hear him, of course, the monsters that sleepwalk through the cobblestone streets, and they shamble ever...
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Chapter Seven
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“Father! Father!” The voice of Jane rings through the camp, an enclosed, cluttered abode of tents within the jungle of the Wildlands. The P...
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Chapter Six
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She does not like oversleeping. What is wrong with the two of them, not calling and letting her sleep until nearly noon? Don’t they know sh...
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Chapter Five
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The terrible thing about him is that his bottom is made out of springs. Thus, he moves quickly. Faster than anything in the Wood, surely, ...
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Chapter Four
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The third little pig was the wisest. He built his house of brick. That’s the only reason he is alive right now. He sits at his coarse wood...
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Chapter Three
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“Max! Max! Come back, boy!” The Prince laughs and jogs after his dog. It is a beautiful morning, clear and brisk, the kind of morning tha...
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Chapter Two
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Everybody has a laughing place, and on this dusty country road, it seems that Brer Fox has finally found his. “We done caught you, Brer Rabb...
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