Fablehaven (Fablehaven, #1)
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Read between June 7 - June 7, 2020
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“Why would you go and ruin a perfectly good steak with ketchup?” Dale moaned. “You put it on your eggs,” Lena reminded him, placing a bottle in front of Seth. “That’s different. Ketchup and onions on eggs is a necessity.”
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“Which is why you must use caution. The fundamental premises of the law are mischief for mischief, magic for magic, violence for violence. They will not initiate trouble unless you break the rules. You have to open the door. If you harass them, you open the door for them to harass you. Hurt them, they can hurt you. Use magic on them, they will use magic on you.”
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You may have noticed I drained all the fountains and the birdbaths outside. When they are full, the fairies assemble to stare at their reflections all day.” “Is Kendra a fairy?” Seth asked.
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“No mythology or religion that I know of holds all the answers. Most religions are based on truths, but they are also polluted by the philosophies and imaginations of men.
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Kendra, nice to meet you, may you find less happiness than you deserve. Dale, you are as mute as your brother, and nearly as pale. Seth, please have another mishap soon. Stan, you lack the wit of an orangutan, bless your soul. Do not be strangers.”
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The curse of mortality. You spend the first portion of your life learning, growing stronger, more capable. And then, through no fault of your own, your body begins to fail. You regress. Strong limbs become feeble, keen senses grow dull, hardy constitutions deteriorate. Beauty withers. Organs quit. You remember yourself in your prime, and wonder where that person went. As your wisdom and experience are peaking, your traitorous body becomes a prison.”
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“None of this would have happened if they had kept guarding the window.” “You did torture one of them,” Kendra pointed out. “They tortured me back! We’re even.”
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The gargantuan cow cocked its head, staring down at the newcomers to the barn. It let out a long moo, making the barn shake simply by shifting its stance. “Holy cow,” Kendra muttered.