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Highlights

Nadya@smaragdinemondegreen
'Give me something to munch,' said the Hobgoblin. 'This is getting on my nerves.'
Moominmamma at once bustled forward with pancakes and jam, and gave him a big plateful.
While the Hobgoblin was eating they edged a little nearer. Somebody who eats pancakes and jam can't be so awfully dangerous. You can talk to him.
'Does it taste good?' asked Thingumy.
'Yes, thanks,' said the Hobgoblin. I haven't had a pancake for the last eighty-five years."
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Nadya@smaragdinemondegreen
It was the August moon.
It sailed up, a deep orange colour, unbelievably big and a little frayed round the edges like a tinned apricot, filling Moomin Valley with mysterious lights and shadows.
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