Silence is the best way to confabulate with the unseen.

….This time she did not feel a thing when the Headmaster stuck the pin into her arm.

Whatever hypnotizing charms I may have over boys, did not in fact work on three hundred pound girl elves. Not that I would ever try it again.

His voice was cloves and nightingales, it took us to spice markets in the Celebs, we drifted with him on a houseboat beyond the Coral Sea. We were like cobras following a reed flute.

Blessed are those that know the path out of their carnal flesh, for they shall attain intuition.