Ava Pearl: 10/23/05

Sunday, October 23, 2005

Fireside

Winter is coming but we are all nice and cosy. I love falling asleep by the fireside but why have the most beautiful things to be the most dangerous? After one year of observation, the world is sometimes still a mystery to me...<

So she sat on, with closed eyes, and half believed herself in Wonderland, though she knew she had but to open them again, and all would change to dull reality--the grass would be only rustling in the wind, and the pool rippling to the waving of the reeds--the rattling teacups would change to tinkling sheep- bells, and the Queen's shrill cries to the voice of the shepherd boy--and the sneeze of the baby, the shriek of the Gryphon, and all thy other queer noises, would change (she knew) to the confused clamour of the busy farm-yard--while the lowing of the cattle in the distance would take the place of the Mock Turtle's heavy sobs.

Sunday, October 23, 2005

Fireside

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