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“All right," said Eden. "After all, we've got to hide somewhere. And even if they move on a bit faster than we can, they'll still leave signs, won't they? "Yes, they'll drip blood and leave echoes of people laughing," said Timon in a dark voice. Eden looked at him apprehensively. But then Timon laughed himself. "Joking! Joking! Only joking!" he cried, and Eden nodded, echoing his laughter rather uncertainly.”

Quote by Margaret Mahy

Work

Maddigan's Fantasia

Maddigan's Fantasia is a work of fantasy literature that delves into a richly imagined universe, offering readers a journey through a fantastical landscape filled with mythical creatures and intricate magical systems. more

Author

Margaret Mahy
Margaret Mahy

Margaret Mahy was a renowned New Zealand children's author, known for her rich imagination and profound emotional depth in her works. Born on March 21, 1936, she passed away on July 23, 2012. Her writing career spanned over half a century, bringing joy to children around the world. more

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