He dodged remarkably fast for a melancholy introvert.
Lisa MantchevIt is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.
Lisa MantchevI always walked the ragged edge.
Lisa MantchevMots clés eyes-like-stars ophelia
The Brigands charged in with their weapons drawn.
"Who are you?" Young Bertie asked.
"We're the bad guys!" their leader announced.
"What are you going to do?"
"Plunder and pillage!" one of them yelled.
The others immediately shoved him. "Not in front of the kid, Ralph! Fer cryin' out loud..."
"Oh, yeah. Sorry! We're here to take your candy!
Mots clés humour eyes-like-stars
Crazier than a bag full of crazy?
Lisa MantchevWhat a diva!"
"Stupid, men can't be divas..."
"Divo, then."
"That just sounds weird. Call him a jerk and be done with it.
You didn't just write the play, Bertie," Peaseblossom said suddenly. "You ordered the Players about, shouted, and threw an artistic hissy fit. Do you know what that makes you?"
"A temperamental fusspot?" Mustardseed guessed.
"Crazier than a bag full of crazy?" Moth said.
"Close," Peaseblossom said. "It makes her a Director.
What color is pandemonium? It sounds yellow.
Lisa MantchevMots clés bertie
He pulled her close. “Someday, I will win your trust, and you will be the one to set me free. I know it.”
“I won’t.” Bertie recoiled from both him and the assertion she would do such a thing. “Not ever.”
Ariel made no move to touch her again, though his words were a caress. “Don’t make promises you won’t be able to keep.
PEASEBLOSSOM
A gloaming peace this evening with it brings
In the countryside where we lay our scene
Toad-ballad accompan'd, crickets sing,
and cupcake crumbs make fairy hands unclean.
An indignant Moth squeaked, "There were cupcakes?!
Mots clés humor
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