Tired of Winter and living in a Person's house just to be warm, the industrious imp gathered House-Building Materials. With them she fashioned a lovely home, complete with mossy roof, rolled spring-leaf walls, a window to let in light during summer's long days, a door at which to greet welcome guests, and plenty of soft sheep's-wool for a yard. The daffodils simply could not help themselves and reached through the woolen yard to cheer things up.
-Bree
deep within the world we know - beneath the seeds we all have sown - beyond the corner of the eyes - of those that always ask us why - in the place from whence you feel - there behind the turning wheel - lies a world of things we've all half-seen
the way is hidden yet plain to see - ready for those who long to be - in the Land of Folklings here with me.
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