my heart was stolen. not by a griffon, not by a goblin,nor house elves or pixies. my heart was stolen by a little girl. her big blue eyes told her whole life story where she had been what she went through,what she had seen. even the tears she shed were written as they poured down.
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Sleep…Goddess
Sleep…Goddess Sleep…. It’s night time in the Garden of Good and Evil. The faint scent of jasmine and orchids bless the night air with a life all it’s own. This is your place…your time to dream and every whispering thought builds the lovely painting around you. Can you see the wings of the pixies as… Continue reading Sleep…Goddess