Monday 24 May 2010

The Year of Loss

Ugky fairy

 

 

Fairies have eyes of gold with wings that sing with low voices. So what am I with gold hair and tattered wings, thought Rani-Lily, a misbreed, a muddy low human.The oak whispered as wise reassurance ,’ You can be the first,’ but was heard as a call to war.

 

 

Random Word: I hate