Fear Is Not The Answer, Not Ever.

Part 1- In Search Of Hot Chocolate-chip Cookies

A Boy And A Girl, Fated To Rule All. Two Will Rise, And One Will Fall.

Why Was The Blind Guy Playing With Matches, You Ask? Because He's Good At It. Anything To Do With Fire, Igniting Things, Exploding Things, Things With Fuses, Wicks, Accelerants . . . Iggy's Your Man. It's One Of Those Good/bad Things.

Did I Want A Dog? No. Did I Need A Dog? Also No. We Were Six Kids Running For Our Lives, Not Knowing Where Our Next Meal Was Coming From. Could We Afford To Feed A Dog? Wait For It—no.

What Kind Of Thoughtless Creep Would Burn A Book?