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Sighing restlessly, the boundless sea broke huge rollers into white cream which hissed hungrily up to the tideline.

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
Happiness can be brief, but it knows no time in the land of dreams.
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Dream Happiness Knows Land
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
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
Fate is fickle, and the company of unwilling friends short lived.
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Company Fate Fickle
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
There are enough cowards in the world without killing a brave creature for so little reason.
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Brave Coward World
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
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
Step aside? I step aside for nobeast, whether it be a hallowed hedgehog, an officious otter, a seasoned squirrel, a mutterin’ mole or a befuddled badger!
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Moles Otters Squirrels
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
The more ‘otter it is, the more ‘otter otters likes it
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Cities Likes More Otters
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
Sometimes the gift of an inquisitive nature to the young can be greater than that of the wisdom which comes of age.
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Age Sometimes Young
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
Friar Hugo, old friend, brace yourself. I am the bearer of tragic news!” Alarm spread across Hugo’s pudgy features.
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Broken Friends Old Voice

Sighing restlessly, the boundless sea broke huge rollers into white cream which hissed hungrily up to the tideline.

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