I had to admit, scared though I was, I was also quite curious about what a dragon’s lair would be like. Would I be permitted to see the great mound of gold on which he slept? Was the floor carpeted with the bones of fallen knights? Steeling myself, I cautiously preceded the dragon into his cave.
She was beginning to see how difficult it was to determine who was good and who was bad, who she could trust and who she had to watch out for. Every person was a hero in his own mind, fighting for what he thought was right, or just fighting to survive another day, but no one thought they were evil.
Victory zinged through her veins, sweet and bubbly as sarsaparilla, as she gazed upon her first major find as an aspiring detective-veterinarian-artist.
There is no such thing as im-POSSIBLE, Hiccup, only im-PROBABLE. The only thing that limits us are the limits to our imagination.
I’ve never read The Baby-Sitters Club, so the graphic novels by Raina Telgemeier are my first introduction to Kristy, Claudia, Mary Anne, and Stacey. So far, I’m really enjoying them!
What was your favorite series growing up?
Even in the dim room, I could see the insignia on the letter, which matched that of my letter of introduction. I’ve never cared for it.
Cornelia Warne is taken to live with her unwilling Aunt Kitty in Chicago after disaster takes the last of her closest kin. Ingratiating herself to her aunt is the only way to keep from being dropped off at the closest orphanage, but Aunt Kitty’s only focus seems to be for her unusual occupation.
I say gossip is just like a newspaper, only written in whispers instead of ink. Sure you can’t always believe everything you hear, but isn’t that the same with the newspaper?
