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In the time of castles a sad queen slipped into the woods on a blue moon midnight. She hurried along the glow of a path lighting up in front of her as she muttered over and over again, ‘Never forever.’ When the cottage appeared under a drapery of vines, as she had been told it […]

Here are Dorothy and the Scarecrow discovering a long row of giant Oz books.

The Quadling owl may be found in the hilly country of the southernmost region of Oz. It nests exclusively in red lemon trees. It dines on red scones dipped in red marmalade. Nothing else suits its fancy. Oh, to be sure, now and again it has tried pancakes and blue Munchkin almonds and several varieties […]