“Skulls" said Lady Lamorna. "Definitely skulls. Rows and rows of dear little skulls, sewn all along the hem.” — Vivian French Copy Share Image
“Correct me if I'm wrong," said the bat, "but would the main ingredient of water soup be water?” — Vivian French Copy Share Image
“The old sorceress was not given to berating herself herself, but she could not help but think she had made a mistake. Possibly the… — Vivian French Copy Share Image
“We've never had kings in Wadingburn, and I don't intend for us to start now.” — Vivian French Copy Share Image
“This was the kind of woman she understood, a woman after her own cold heart.” — Vivian French Copy Share Image
“Marcus was depressingly certain that there wasn't a Dubious Person within a thousand miles.” — Vivian French Copy Share Image
“Gubble was left standing in a puddle of black ink and blacker confusion.” — Vivian French Copy Share Image
“It was a serious offense to invite a Deep Witch to cross the border of the Five Kingdoms. They had been banished many years… — Vivian French Copy Share Image
“Skulls" said Lady Lamorna. "Definitely skulls. Rows and rows of dear little skulls, sewn all along the hem.” — Vivian French Copy Share Image
“Kiddo—here's a problem. We've got witches, we've got Evil, we've got an orphan, and we've got a kidnapping. What's the deal?” — Vivian French Copy Share Image
“Truda Hangnail was smiling, and it was not the sort of smile designed to make anyone feel happy.” — Vivian French Copy Share Image
