What, er, kind of... «The Wee Free Men»
Lotiel18 декабря 2011What, er, kind of nightmares are coming?’ said Tiffany. ‘Ach, long-leggity things with muckle legs and huge teeth, and flappy wings and a hundred eyes, that kinda stuff,’ said Daft Wullie. ‘Aye, and wuss than that,’ said Rob Anybody, staring at the speeding dark. ‘What’s worse than that?’ said Tiffany. ‘Normal stuff gone wrong,’ said Rob. Tiffany looked blank for a moment, and then shuddered. Oh yes, she knew about those nightmares. They didn’t happen often, but they were horrible when they did. She’d woken up once shaking at the thought of Granny Aching’s boots, which had been chasing her, and another time it was a box of sugar. Anything could be a nightmare. She could put up with monsters. But she didn’t want to face mad boots.
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