Tavin cupped his hands to his mouth. “Here, dragon-dragon-dragon!” he yelled.
Lily stared in amazement. Well, that was bold, she thought, and stupid.

“Some people are just sad when there aren't talking squirrels.” —Lily Winter”

“But—" yelped Twizbang, “Greydor will eat us!”

“Odd names: Winter, Autumn—they almost sound as if someone just made them up.” —…”

“I've reached that final moment of editing a book—the one where the text manifes…”