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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 …

Brian Jacques

Who rules o’er the Kingdom of Night, where all is not what it seems? ‘Tis I, the Weaver of Tales, for I am the Dreamer of Dreams!
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Dreams Forgotten Kingdom Path Seems
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
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
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
Happiness can be brief, but it knows no time in the land of dreams.
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Dream Happiness Knows Land
The more ‘otter it is, the more ‘otter otters likes it
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Cities Likes More Otters
Tell the Queen that there’s been a robin red-breast hanging about Kotir grounds. It flies down low and vanishes near the floor. Cludd thinks it might be something to do with those woodlanders.
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Queens Robins Thinking
The young mouse’s eyes snapped open, clear and bright. He swung the ancient sword high and struck at the giant adder. He struck for Redwall! He struck against evil! He struck for Martin! He struck for Log-a-Log and his shrews!
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Clear Eye Light Snap Snow
Where’s the point in fighting and slaying if you can make a friend out of anybeast instead of a foe?
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Fighting Foe Slaying
Armel shrugged. “I suppose so, Brother, but why do creatures have to fight?” Demple picked Mudge up and placed him on his shoulder.
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Brother Fighting Land
We could have chopped down the sycamore with this.
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Chopped Country Peopel Sycamore
He came with death held in his paw Which no rat born could face Oh woe to those who break the law Of Sunflash and his mace!
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Law Mace Paws Woe
Sighing restlessly, the boundless sea broke huge rollers into white cream which hissed hungrily up to the tideline.
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Broke Sea White
A mouse is small and can go unnoticed: but there is no limit to what a brave heart and a fearless spirit can achieve.
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Brave Fearless Heart
Now, I’m to say nothing to Fortunata or Ashleg… ‘I must tell the Queen that a robin has seen Cludd hanging about. No, that’s not right. I must tellt he robin taht Cludd has been hanging the Queen.
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Fortunata Hanging Queen Right
Courage is the moment when an ordinary being becomes an extraordinary being.
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Extraordinary Moments Ordinary

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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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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