Verdant green hills rolled off in every direction, painting a postcard-perfect picture. But Zoe, sitting on a rocky outcropping near the crest of one such hill, was distinctly unimpressed. Not only had she seen all of this before (eidetic memory had, perhaps, its disadvantages), but there were far more important things on her mind. She glanced over ( Read more... )

"I never imagined the other side of the supplies closet to look like this," Vila said, as he stood scratching his head inside of the cupboard, confused at the sudden appearance of a picturesque, faerie tale forest - complete with a clear blue babbling brook, tall trees, and endless rows of perfectly planted spring flowers ( Read more... )

Being on the lookout for things is made easier when you know what to be on the lookout for.  Being on the lookout for things is made less boring when something is actually happening.

Unfortunately for Jamie, he neither knows what he is meant to be looking for, nor can he notice anything unusual at all, other than the normal unusual things.  So he ( Read more... )