Quotes by : R.S. Mollison-Read

Maven Gustav, what is that awful noise?” Tobin bellowed, holding his hands over his ears.“Why, it’s....

The blue foam spread quickly, and had almost entirely enveloped the room, moving rapidly towards the....

The horrifying sound of breaking glass, and a thunderous tirade of splintering pieces hitting the floor,....

Shaking his head, Tobin turned back to his picnic spread, and there, sitting on the end of the checkered....