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The door of our Abbey is always open to any travellers roaming the dusty path between the woodlands and the plains.

Brian Jacques

Each of us is born to follow a star, be it bright and shining or dark and fated. Sometimes the path of these stars will cross, bringing love or hatred.
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Dark Each Night Shinning Stars
So here is my story, may it bring Some smiles and a tear or so, It happened once upon a time, Far away, and long ago, Outside the night wind keens and wails, Come listen to me, the Teller of Tales!
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Ago Long Night Wind
Fate is fickle, and the company of unwilling friends short lived.
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Company Fate Fickle
I think that others can drive a creature to naughtiness, always accusing and blaming them. After a while it must make the creature unhappy and drive him…to be naughty, because nobody expects them to be good.
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Naughty Thinking Unhappy
The door of our Abbey is always open to any travellers roaming the dusty path between the woodlands and the plains.
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Door Open Travellers Woodlands
See, as much as there are words in poetry, there is a poetry in words. Use it, stay faithful to the path you have set your heart upon and follow it.
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Follow Heart Mouse Small
Who knows, my friend? Maybe the sword does have some magic. Personally, I think it’s the warrior who wields it.
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Magic Thinking Warrior
Even the strongest and bravest must sometimes weep. It shows they have a great heart, one that can feel compassion for others.” -Cornflower
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Compassion Heart Sometimes
Food to eat and games to play. Tell me why, tell me why. Serve it out and eat it up. Have a try, have a try.
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Games Play Trying
There are enough cowards in the world without killing a brave creature for so little reason.
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Brave Coward World
Pick-a-lock, Pick-a-lock, you’ll regret the day, When you took a mouse thief and locked him away, Silly cat, look at that, it’s two for one, A thief and a warrior, by dawn will be gone.
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Cat Regret Silly Thief
I sometimes think it ironic for an ex-seaman, longshoreman, truck driver, policeman, bus driver, etc… to find success writing children’s novels.
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Children Thinking Writing
Friend is a very small word, A little sound we make, For one who is true, one who will do, Great deeds for friendship’s sake.
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Deeds Sake Sound
We could have chopped down the sycamore with this.
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Chopped Country Peopel Sycamore
Shake paws, count your claws, You steal mine, I’ll borrow yours. Watch my whiskers, check both ears. Robber foxes have no fears.
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Ears Paws Watches
The advice I continually give to young writers is this, “Learn to paint pictures with words.” Not just once upon a time, but … In the long secret dust of ages, beneath a blue forgotten sky, where trade winds caress the sun bleached shores of unknown realms …
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Age Blue Heart Writing

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