The Time Paradox DECODED

ALL RIGHTS GO TO EOIN COLFER.

OH Hai. I'm almost to the end of the series, and im decoding really quickly now, I did this book in like, ten minutes. Im so sad. What will I do next? I dont know, I don know......

From the collection correspondence of Opal Koboi, a series of letters between Opal Koboi inmate number 1 100 0 101 Atlantis maximum security penitentiary and Wing Commander Vinyaya, Haven council.  KOBOI: My dear wing commander, while I realize that my first probation hearing is not due for four hundred years, I feel that it would be in the People's best interests to release me before then. After all the humans are becoming more sophisticated daily and a genius such as myself will be needed to ensure that fairy technology remains superior to human technology.  VINYAYA- Dream on Koboi, You're in prison. Accept it.  KOBOI- I am sensing negative vibrations from you Wing Commander. Do not be so quick to judge. People can change, surely you can accept that. I admit that once I found the idea of being the planets supreme power an attractive one, but who hasn't nurtured the dream of wiping out humanity and utterly dominating one's own peers. I see now that this dream might be unacceptable to some narrow minded fairies, and I am prepared to swear on my pixie honour that should I be released I would not attempt to take over the world again. VINYAYA:  On your pixie honour? WOW I'l send the transfer shuttle right over. KOBOI: I see now that you never had any intention of of sending the transfer shuttle right over. In fact you were being sarcastic. Mocking me from the safety of Police Plaza in Haven. I waited for three weeks before I realized that the shuttle was not coming for Me. I packed my belongings so that I would be ready. Including my collection of model seahorses which I fashioned from chewed cardboard.  My favourite seahorses, Twinkly and Good-boy were broken in the process. Twinkly cries every night over her severed tail and Good-boy does not look so dashing without his head. Your callousness leaves me no alternative but to place you on my revenge list. When I am finally free of this horrible place, and elevate to my rightful position as queen of the world, you will take my place in this cell and I will send my troll minions to issue daily beatings with batons, fashioned from sea horse tails! A fitting punishment, I am sure you agree. VINYAYA:  See you in four hundred years.