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Thats Beautiful! Sad And Beautiful," Murmured Meggie. Why Were Sad Stories Often So Beautiful? It Was Different In Real Life.

My Dear Elinor, You Were Obviously Born Into The Wrong Story,” Said Dustfinger At Last.

She Had Only To Open A Door, Nothing But A Door Between The Words,just Large Enough For Her And Farid To Pass Through.

She Read And Read And Read, But She Was Stuffing Herself With The Letters On The Page Like An Unhappy Child Stuffing Itself With Chocolate. They Didn’t Taste Bad, But She Was Still Unhappy.

We All Know What Fun It Can Be To Get Right Into A Book And Live There For A While, But Falling Out Of A Story And Suddenly Finding Yourself In This World Doesn't Seem To Be Much Fun At All.