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1 " The steam was thicker than expected and surprisingly easy to scoop up. Inside her mouth it swelled twice its original size and then burst into a series of delicate favors: savory cream sauce, then toasted cheese, and finally vanilla ice cream with a tinge of hazelnut. "
― Paige Britt , The Lost Track of Time
2 " When they burst through, a small chain of colorful mountains appeared below them. The range spanned from the deepest, darkest blue to the shiniest, brightest white and everything in between. The foot of each mountain was a single color– midnight blue, mossy green, burnt umber – and this color, whatever it was, was the darkest shade it could be. As the color moved up the mountains, the shade grew lighter and lighter until it reached the peak. The peaks were glorious pastels, shimmering with only the faintest pigment. "
3 " I just kept moodling. I came up with hundreds of ideas. Most of them were too small, but I kept at it and after a while I moodled up a few big ones. With some tinkering, I turned those big ideas into real possibilities and from there I created my masterpiece..." -Dill "
4 " You know, dear, sometimes you find what you're looking for, but not what you're expecting" -The Great Moodler "
5 " Moodling is daydreaming, letting your mind wander, losing track of time, and, in the most severe cases...doing nothing" -Dill "
6 " I say, there's nothing wrong with a bit of moodling - you come up with the most interesting ideas that way" -Dill "
― Paige Britt
