There are enough cowards in the world without killing a brave creature for so little reason.
I am a people watcher and I have a very good memory.
Food to eat and games to play.Tell me why, tell me why.
Who knows, my friend? Maybe the sword does have some magic. Personally, I think it's the warrior who wields it.
Was it magic? Of course it was.
Err, sorry Father Abbot. I tripped y'see. Trod on my Abbot, Father Habit. Oh dear, I mean....
Songs just spring into my head. Silly, isn't it. Sometimes old Goody Stickle says that it's Mossflower singing through me. Now and then she'll say it's a sight of season the hasn't yet shone upon. -Go...
Scoffin' a load of our grub an' not tellin' a story? I say, what a bally swizz!
Basil Stag Hare tut-tutted severely as he remarked to Ambrose Spike, 'Tch, tch. Dreadful table manners. Just look at those three wallahs, kicking up a hullaballoo like that! Eating's a serious busines...
Sometimes, I get ideas from dreams. Often, my stories are based on adventures that I, or my friends, have actually lived.
Wot Wot
Friendship is the greatest gift one can give to another.
I am that is, my sword shall wield for me.
But the warriors true, the brave of heartWho valiently upheld the right
Imagination is a gift given to us from God and each one of us use it differently.
Marmfloxes
Tell the Queen that there's been a robin red-breast hanging about Kotir grounds. It flies down low and vanishes near the floor. Cludd thinks it might be something to do with those woodlanders. Now, I'...
I wrote about a bird that cleaned a crocodile's teeth. The story was so good that my teacher could not believe that a ten-year-old could write that well. I was even punished because my teacher thought...
Comunicate,
So here is my story, may it bringSome smiles and a tear or so,It happened once upon a time,Far away, and long ago,Outside the night wind keens and wails,Come listen to me, the Teller of Tales!