The Welsh Fairy Book (Illustrated Edition) (Dodo Press)

The Welsh Fairy Book (Illustrated Edition) (Dodo Press)

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ISBN-13: 9781409973935
Publisher: Dodo Press
Publication date: 03/05/2010
Pages: 224
Product dimensions: 6.00(w) x 9.00(h) x 0.51(d)
Age Range: 1 - 17 Years

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Welsh Fairy Book 5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 2 reviews.
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The plane ride was quite boring. I listened to music on my iPod shuffle that I had to sneak with me. The song, Swing Life Away was playing, a clasical favorite of mine was playing. My mom had shown it to me when I was just a kid. God, I missed her. <p> <p> "What brings you to Wales?" A man asked. He was tall and old with a scraggly beard that refused to grow no matter how many times he tried to make it. He would never rival Santa Clauss, a fact that I actually knew. <p> <p> "Just this and that," I shrugged. What on earth was I supposed to tell him- that I was running away to a new family under a fake identity? <p> <p> The man smiled. "That seems to be everyone's reason nowadays. This and that."<p> <p> I gave a weak grin, and the man continued. "I myself am going to Wales to research the ghostlore. Do you happen to be interested in the stuff?" <p> <p> "Only a little bit." I lied. "I have researched it once or twice." <p> <p> "Pity. Of all people, I would have thought you would be interested. Afterall, ghosts are attracted to you. Look in your lap." The man pointed. My eyes widened as I looked down and found one of my closest friends, a flying mint bunny sleeping in my lap. I had met her after watching a show on the internet a few years back in which she had taken part in. Startled, I looked back up to ask the man how he could see her, but he hadsimply disappeared. I craned my head forward. He was not near the front of the plane. I looked to the side. He was not there either. I looked backward, only catching a glimpse of someone disappearing into the bathroom. If it was him, I could only guess as I turned back to face the front and wait for the plane to land.