Eternal Paths Travelled by the Breath of Little Ones

Once upon a time in a land not known, bunny Aylin started her hop somewhere cold, and jumped to where all was warm. She wrote a note upon a stone. Her friend Finn found it and...

Aylin: "You silly!" Finn whispered: "Maybe so, but who knows, perhaps magic is behind all stones here."

Erasing the letter with her tail, a story not finished remains untold. Or told many other ways. When questions tangent off truths, always part but different...

Enter ↓ Another Figment

Pathways Lighter than Sunlight
A glimmer, sounds muted lightly. Days echo here painting over who fell forgotten underborrowed secrets of sand softly swirled arbitrary.

Shh. Storm does not come as I told it comes. A tale bleak, like cloud dense remembers azure vibrations erased.