The Weeping Willow

There was a light at my window. A flickering, fluttering light and it drew me to it. Throwing off my blanket, I ran lightly to the window. With this closer angle, I noted that it wasn’t merely a light. There, fluttering at my window was a small girl with glowing wings; a faerie or pixie. It beckoned meContinue reading “The Weeping Willow”