Test Trial No. 3
"come to camelot!" a dragon with fake horns attached to his head and a scantily clad woman in medieval dress in his hand stood up on his legs to blare. "where fantasy awaits! joust with dragons on noble steeds!
The Animal Transformation Lab
camelot is his name. i gave it to your maid." "and i think she'll enjoy the race ever so much more, whoever you are." sinclair grinned. "how much is that poochie in the window, huh, vincent phelps?"
Order Up 3: Matters of Opinion
"now just let me go and you can get back to your camelot, and think everything's perfect, when it's all just fake. okay?" "no way, asshole. i want to see you in jail. you've hurt too many people. and trystan doesn't deserve it."
Epiphany Part 6
There was a lot of digging through newspapers and books that had never been sorted and hadn't been touched in years, and since there were two libraries, one in comfort town and the other in apple villa, i sometimes had to cross camelot bridge and make my way