I really like Septimus Heap. he is my favorite guy in the story. I should make you all read it. — Angie Sage Copy Share Image
“He was drowned, he used to say, and lying on a cliff with gulls screaming over him. He would look over the edge of the sofa down into the sea. Or he was hearing music… But “Lovely!” he used to… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
