"The sounds of pages turning was the sound of magic. The dry liquid feel of the paper under the fingertips was what magic felt like."
Author: Emma Donoghue, 'Kissing the Witch: Old Tales in New Skins'
it's like having your own library, a library lined with shelves upon shelves filled with your memories.
it's like having your own poem, poems that when glued together become a treasury of sort, a treasury filled with your hopes.
it's like having pretty lined paper that can only be found in the diary hidden under your pillow, a diary filled with your dreams.
the library. the poem. the diary. the memories. the hopes. the dreams.
it is here, here where you keep your magic.
A Faerie Nursery!!
Our nursery is certainly not your everyday garden by any means.
As if mingled with the seeds sprinkled in an ornamental garden...which have been dipped in hues
of a coloured rainbow...kissed with aroma of a midsummer's bouquet...bringing a breathtaking
and magical feel that can only be found in our enchanted nursery.
Welcome to the nursery..... www.faerienursery.com
Wednesday, October 19, 2016
A Fountain Pen and Pretty Paper
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