From Remy Lai's Pawcasso
“The young under-librarian awoke drenched in sweat.”
From Paul Stewart and Chris Riddell's The Edge Chronicles: The Last of the Sky Pirates
“Claudia knew that she could never pull off the old-fashioned kind of running away.”
From E. L. Konigsburg's From the Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler
“Harriet was trying to explain to Sport how to play Town.”
From Louise Fitzhugh's Harriet the Spy
“The great vaulted entrance-hall to the Palace of Shadows was silent save for the hiss of the wind and the soft, yet echoing footfall of the immense insect-like creature that teetered unsteadily across the marble floor.”
From Paul Stewart and Chris Riddell's The Edge Chronicles: Curse of the Gloamglozer
“Out in the vast cloudscape, a lone sky ship in full sail cut through the thin air.”
From Paul Stewart and Chris Riddell's The Edge Chronicles: Midnight Over Sanctaphrax
“My name is Moon.”
From Eoin Colfer's Half Moon Investigations
“Long ago, on the wild and windy isle of Berk, a smallish Viking with a longish name stood up to his ankles in snow.”
From Cressida Cowell's How to Train Your Dragon
“Keith, the boy in the rumpled shorts and shirt, did not know he was being watched as he entered Room 215 of the Mountain View Inn.”
From Beverly Cleary's The Mouse and the Motorcycle
“It was midday and Undertown was bustling.”
From Paul Stewart and Chris Riddell's The Edge Chronicles: Stormchaser
“In the Vaults of the Manuscriptorium, The Live Plan of What Lies Beneath was unrolled on a large table.”
From Angie Sage's Septimus Heap: Fyre
“Twig sat on the floor between his mother’s knees, and curled his toes in the thick fleece of the tilder rug.”
From Paul Stewart and Chris Riddell's The Edge Chronicles: Beyond the Deepwoods
“Hey, don’t touch that!”
From Steve Behling’s The Pirate Angel, the Taking Tree, and Captain Rabbit
“In the last days of Narnia, far up to the west beyond Lantern Waste and close beside the great waterfall, there lived an ape.”
From C. S. Lewis' The Chronicles of Narnia: The Last Battle
“Lucy Gringe found the last space on the dawn Port barge.”
From Angie Sage's Septimus Heap: Darke