(vía theenchantedcove)
——————————————- I used to tell stories to the little ones that were brought to me, bright tales of adventure and daring...
————-I will be sending this to the appropriate character as needed————-...tell stories to...
I used to dream of changing seasons. When fairies danced under a pale winter’s moon. The trees were sleeping but inside...
Inspired by Inathia’s word prompt… here is an image prompt. Reblog the image and then write something about it.