Being on the threshold of so many things, he chose to boast. "It's my cock," he said, uttering a word that still sounded awkward to his ears."Your 'co...k'?" My willy. My pee-pee. You know, Kathy!" But it's sticking up, like a sort of soldier." It does that!" boasted Edward. "It means I'm growing up to be a real man." Really!" Katherine exclaimed, her cheeks burning, but their gleam hidden in the shadows of the hide. "And what did you call it?" A 'cock'. It's called a 'cock'." That's silly!". A century ago, from the seas to the south, a somehow floating land-mass came. It floated through the air, surrounded by dark clouds and looking to be as big as a small island itself. It floated to the edge of the southern shores of gnomish lands and then it sank down onto the shore. It sank down and became as one with the land to the south. It landed and then the clouds cleared to reveal a darkened woods surrounding a great, foreboding citadel crafted from ebony stone. It revealed this and it. I jumped down from the coach and pushed through the crowd. On the steps of the Professor's house I was shocked to see a sheet partly covering the bloodied body of Timothy Whyte-Taylor."What's your business here?" An officious looking man in a uniform I recognized as the City Watch barred my way.I pulled myself up to my full height and answered in the cold, arrogant tone of voice which I find disarms petty officials. "I am Major Greenaway of His Britannic Majesty's Sixty Ninth Regiment of Foot.. Searching around the car he found an axe, presumably used to break open windows if need be. He grabbed it and climbed back into the hallway. With all his might he swung at the locked area of the door. Who cares if Amtrak’s property is damaged? he thought to himself. He cut off the lock and opened the door.On the floor was a bloody Sharon. He climbed into the bathroom, and realized the door was going to keep being a problem; he used the axe to chop the door off its hinges. The whole door fell.