The first β a collective of ‘sentimental’ images. The second – a dicky bow β¦ The third – a white feather with a hand-written page, scented with essence of Rosemary then folded between two tea-cups …
Weeks passed.
She never knew whether any arrived β but she hoped.
It would be awful to learn heβd declined the invitation to wander in valleys full of little green pixies β as though chameleons. With time theyβd show their most vivid colours. Cheeky little chappies β the pixie crew. They need trust before they’ll glow in the dark.
TBH. X
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