xenoglossy
He'd travelled far to find the wise man, and when he finally reached the sage's door he allowed himself to believe for a moment that all of his troubles were over. But when he asked his question, the man only looked at him sadly, then looked away.
She plays Solitaire a lot more now than she used to --well, there's no one else to play cards with now, is there? Not here, that's for sure -- but she still loses most games.
He didn't have a lab in the dungeon of an ancient, crumbling castle, didn't work any more during thunderstorms than in any other weather, didn't rant about how they'd called him mad but he'd show them, yes, he'd show them all. It was mostly a lot of tedious and undramatic hard work, really. But as he switched the machine on for the first time, he allowed himself just a /little/ bit of an evil laugh.