The current we were riding started turning red as we got farther away from Pavidale. It stretched out ahead of us for what must have been miles, with no end in sight. Tryt had been right about how fast we’d be going; it was twice as fast as we had on our way to Pavidale.  …

It was time to go. Still, I wanted to know as much as I could from The Book of Lore.   “Can we see Ream’s fairytale?” I asked politely.Tryt shut the book swiftly, again.  “I’m afraid not,” he answered. “That story is not yet completed, and I’ve already shown you too much. It’s time to …

The drawing in the book was the same shape that I had dreamt about on the flight to Pavidale, and maybe more times then I realized. I finally recognized the shape for what it was.  “Is that supposed to mean something to me?” asked Soy.“It’s… what I was drawing that day in class when I …

“Why didn’t you tell us that right away?” Soy asked as he stood up.“You did not ask,” replied Tryt, still seated.“I also didn’t ask to be flown here to hang out inside a cloud with a pointy-eared jerk. But here I am!” Soy shouted.  Tyrt stood up too, but as a fairy, it didn’t have …

The water was clear and blue. When I peeked over the side of the bed I saw strange fish swimming below us. They had long snouts and small fins, and most of them were purple and yellow. The fish were sprinting through tubes made of something spongy and, every once in awhile, they jumped above …

Our house sat on the forest end of Windfall Drive. There were eleven and a half houses on our side of the street and twelve on the other. The “half” was because of a house on the corner of the block, owned by two elderly ladies who were both named Miss Trinket. They were identical …

We ran the rest of the way to my house, which didn’t take more than a minute. Once we were inside, Soy started to make a snack from the fridge. This was despite the fact that ever since the “Midnight Sleepover Snack Incident of 2012”, Soy was only allowed to take food from a special …

“HOW DARE YOU!” said the dragon in a booming voice. His scales were bright yellow and shiny (like they were wet). He was more terrifying than any dragon I had ever seen in drawings. His head alone was larger than my whole body.  Ream breathed a heavy breath and then let out a puff of …

It would be hard to imagine a better principal than Principal Lance. He had grey hair down to his shoulders, even though he was bald in the front. He was the oldest person at Stagwood, but he didn’t act like it. I had never heard anyone say a bad word about him, and I wouldn’t …

The first half of the day was pretty normal. Miss Weaver continued a lesson on government and only stopped once for a story.  “The legislative branch of the government is important. Probably the most important, if you ask me. As it turns out, a former student of mine is actually a state senator, and since …