Dr. Manning said he’d thought at first it might be sleeping sickness, or even narcolepsy, whatever that was, but – no, Pete was healthy enough physically. Manoel growled that the boy was bone-lazy, spending his...

What he’d find there, of course, was up to Pete. But he was sure there were magicians in Tampico and leopard-skins and golden thrones in Juba. Dragons and pirates and white temples where magic dwelt....

This is the story of a boy named Pete Coutinho, who had a spell put on him. Some people might have called it a curse. I don’t know. It depends on a lot of things,...

A long time ago I lived in Lisbon,’ she said, in softly slurred Portuguese that made the name of the city Leesh-boa. ‘But before that, meus neto, my tribe was in the mountains where there...

Out in the stone-pile the toad squatted with its glowing jewel-eyes and, maybe, its memories. I don’t know if you’ll admit a toad could have memories. But I don’t know, either, if you’ll admit there...

You see, a witch has to have a familiar, some little animal like a cat or a toad. He helps her somehow. When the witch dies the familiar is suppose to die too, but sometimes...

Shut up, Ray.