Detective Manatee has finally returned. Away on sabbatical for a few months, he'd spent some nice time at a "spa" in Arizona, getting rid of a few demons. But duty called & he

I looked up to nothingness

Harry Potter arrived early and had made a paperbag lunch. Bilbo Baggins ambled down the cobble path to meet him by the switch yard. They were ready for a full day of train spotting

"People like blood sausages too. People are morons!" "Darling, I forgot to mention my dad is a butcher.""Damn right, kiddo. Best Bangers in the Burrows." "Did I say morons? I meant

Hitragzutus was a minor demon responsible for making shower curtains cling to people while they showered. He longed to be assigned a higher torment by Beelzebub.

As I lay here dying in this dark and dismal room, I can't help but recollect the events that brought me here. I should have known never to trust Cassandra with the necklace.

You can add more speaking to the task above by sitting half the students with their backs to the video screen. The partner of each person describes what is happening in the video (

I once had a dream of huge worms with sharp teeth. They ate human meat. I ran and ran. But everywhere I went the worms were there.

What about that volcano under Yellowstone Park? Or the volcano in La Palma in the Atlantic? If we're all doomed should I just get take away food tonight?

The Taylor of Tök thought it one of the stranger requests during his career, but the client was paying handsomely, so he sewed lead lining into the pockets of the fur coat,

The frustrated butcher knicked Tommy by his shirt's collar. The child gagged. "You won't learn your lesson, will ya kid?" he threatened. The doors to the white van opened.

Have you ever thought what life would be like if you were a mouse ? well i know what its like cause i am a mouse.

After an unexpectedly brief tour of the countryside, Leighton Milford docked his aeroskiff with a grimace of dismay in the stellarium above 19 Sutton Mews. His terrified passenger,

A tisket a tasket, a delicious clotted crumpet, tea with milk & their ilk wrapped in silk in a picnic basket delivered by a strumpet. But she dropped it, dropped it, yes on the way

There were man like Bob Change, for Bob Change lived up to his name. And not, mind me, on the political way. Bob would come, and Change would follow, like a thurderstorme in Kansas

"Hey Gramps, I'm a chowderhead. Get it?" "Haha. Jimmy, didya know you can tell the age of a clam by counting the bands on its shell? Why this one here's probly near to 500 years

Take it from me: if your recent folds are all about food, you should unskip lunch. Similarly, if they're all about unrequited love, find yourself a sock (I splurge on argyle) and

Squawkers looked upset and sighed "I think hell just froze over, because the unimaginable just happened. It must be the end of the world. Nannerpuss no longer likes Pancakes."

Like the legend of the Phoenix, our ends were beginnings.

Being here atop the story should be a thrill for me but for some reason it isn't. I mean, I know that I am the beginning but from here I can not see how it ends. Will I find closu