Harold just saw:
a. an honest politician.
b. the future.
c. Fatty Arbuckle taking a steam in the sauna.
d. a witch waltzing with the ghost of Abraham Lincoln on a lake of writhing ghouls.
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Nimble Missst's adversary in the fantasy eBook Quen Nim gets his own limerick at bekkaofthorns.com #middlegradefantasy
I ran back to the spill of boulders in the center of the island. I crawled among them searching for an entrance to below. Aha! Found it! #oz
There's got to be an underground cave, a grotto. Glassian turtles love such things. Domo's under the island! The entrance. Where? #oz
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3 of 5 stars to Breakfast at Tiffany's by Truman Capote bit.ly/1cho2Nl
I looked around. Sand, sand, sand, the hill with the tree, a few boulders, and, of course, the surrounding sea. Of a sudden I knew! #oz
I sat and thought. To find a turtle, you must think like a turtle. So how does a Glassian turtle so such like as Domo think? #oz
4 of 5 stars to Barrel Fever by David Sedaris bit.ly/1jV6BTF
I paced the sandy shore shouting out over the sea for Domo. Placid waves plashing were the only responses. Where was that turtle? #oz
Where to look? If I were a Glassian turtle, where would I go on this dinky dream island? Perhaps...That's it! The dream sea! #oz
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I slammed down the tree, crashing from branch to branch displaying anger at being trapped in the Piff's dream. I had to find the turtle. #oz
3 of 5 stars to The Tiger in the Smoke by Margery Allingham bit.ly/1jKtJnw
Short nonsense poem of thanks at bekkaofthorns.com
'What do you mean by stuck in your dream forever?' I croaked. 'Just that. I recommend you find the turtle,' said the Piff. #oz
'The turtle isn't with you?' said the Piff. 'Pity. You'll be trapped in my dream forever unless you find him and bring him to the cube.' #oz
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'Is this your dream? Where's Domo? How do I get off this island?' I shouted. The Piff said, 'Say hello 1st.' 'HELLO!' I shrieked. #oz
4 of 5 stars to Then Again by Diane Keaton bit.ly/1jzAPv4
I approached the cube nested in the highest branches. Just as I thought, inside it sat the smiling Piff. #oz
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The tree was easy to climb. Its trunk sprouted limbs, low to high. Well, I thought, I suppose I'm climbing a tree in the Piff's dream. #oz
4 of 5 stars to Charlie and the Chocolate Factory by Roald Dahl bit.ly/1jtpBrS
Mama Gaia says Vineyard's Children is the perfect winter solstice gift for your vintage hippie friends. It's here at livingstonpress.uwa.edu/htm%2…
Dream or no dream, I headed up a dune toward the lone tree. Aha! I spotted a structure, a cube, high in its twist of branches. #oz
What now? I thought. 'Domo!' I called. Nothing. A lone huge tree grew on the island's lone hill. I headed for it. #oz
3 of 5 stars to The Catcher Was a Spy by Nicholas Dawidoff bit.ly/1bScno4
The Magic Fish, a dada fairy tale in 11 sentences at dochortonsloondiary.com/2013/… #fairytale
The Piff closed its eyes, and I found myself walking alone on the sandy beach of a small island surrounded by a vast calm sea. #oz
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