Sigh, it had been worth a try, anyway. Axorie changed the screen without comment.A desert caravan, dusky robed guards wielding massive scimitars, over...oaded ill-tempered camels trudging along single file. "Too hot." said Hardcase. "Too boring" said Steetch "Too far to walk." said Freaky. Axorie changed the scene.A medieval village of central Europe style, on the Sein, Rhone, Rhine, or Danube. It looked promising until the cart piled with bodies was wheeled through the street to the ringing of. “I’m quite glad of that. At least one of us should be comfortable there.”“Will it be our new home?”“I don’t know, Hope. That depends on a great many things.” Mostly, I thought, it depended on how much Father’s anger at me had dissipated.“It could be a wonderful place to explore, I think.”“You’ll not explore anything without telling me first. I know nothing about this place.”“Yes, Mother.” She said it agreeably enough, but I knew I would have to watch her carefully, as she had her father’s joie. ”“Yeah it is, when we kissed, she asked me not to ever hurt her and I promised I wouldn’t. Now all of a sudden her best friend comes on to me? The scrawny assed bookworm? Drop the act.”My jaw dropped, “You ... you kissed her?” My eyes were watering.“Oh em eff gee, quit it, it’s over. That bitch can go fuck herself. She didn’t even send the hot one, she sent the fucking bookworm. What, I guess Constance wasn’t up for your mind games, Becky? And you, you’re a piece of ... work.”Tears were. He tried not to let the teasing whispers bother him as he flew into theknot hole that led to Fairy School. He then took his seat between some girlswho stopped whispering to one another."Okay fairies," said Mrs. Plumtree the teacher. "This is your first day inschool and I was curious what type of fairy each of you wish to be. How aboutyou?" I want to be in charge of painting nature." A girl fairy with purple wingsand a matching outfit said sweetly. "My best friend wants to be a waterfairy." She.