I created my own little creatures, both big and small, whatever my imagination could come up with.
I found out that the little devices were known as Tamagotchis and they were this new popular toy that had come over from Japan.
She had always loved the sound of water. Had hoped to move to the seaside when she got a place of her own. But that might not now be until she was 60. If ever.
“Why does the sea always wash them away?” She was staring down at the castles.
“Is he gone yet?” the Faun asked the Siren, whose gentle, melodic voice put the Author to sleep. With a slight nod of her head, she dragged herself out of the Author’s front jacket pocket to the glass of water by the keyboard.