I Will Tell The Stork-man.

Evvy: "is She Going To Eat Jooba-hooba? She Looks Like She's Going To Bite Him, At Least." Briar: "no — If She Bit Him, He'd Die.

I Wish We Had A Sign That This Flaming Dragon Is Part Of An Attack Or Something. Those Dung Heaps Might Think It’s Just One Of Their Own Monsters Enjoying The Sunrise.

Waves Are The Voices Of Tides. Tides Are Life.

I Met The Oddest Little Fellow Today, Alan Of Trebond.

A Bully Fights People Littler And Weaker Than He Is Because He Thinks It's Fun.