‹ Prequel: Through Your Playground Eyes
Of Rhinos & Griffins
Nerds like us are allowed to be unironically enthusiastic about stuff. Nerds are allowed to love stuff, like jump-up-and-down-in-your-chair-can't-control-yourself love it. When people call people nerds, mostly what they're saying is, "You like stuff." Which is not a good insult at all. Like, "You are too enthusiastic about the miracle of human consciousness."
-John Green
(This story has absolutely nothing whatsoever to do with rhinos or griffins. It does, however, have a lot to do with Morse code, butterflies and a very tricky treasure hunt.)
Written for NaNoWriMo 2010.
-John Green
(This story has absolutely nothing whatsoever to do with rhinos or griffins. It does, however, have a lot to do with Morse code, butterflies and a very tricky treasure hunt.)
Written for NaNoWriMo 2010.
- I thought we agreed you'd stop abusing me with inanimate objects!
- Would it be too much to ask for you to not eat that dead animal in front of me?
- Unless you're building a time machine on top of your house, the past is staying just the way it is.
- I'm going to get mauled by Twi-hards.
- My size isn’t really conducive to smooth corridor transit.
- It’s not quite bigger on the inside, but it’s close enough.