For some, their lifestyles they lead can cramp your style or vice versa. Which is where to use some of their essence in your interests can balance that difference with chalk and cheese.
Weaving their web for those delightful pleasures is only one corner of their home to turn.
If they can send across just how exactly their face is then the battle is already half won.
Give it time and soon you will know what all the fuss was about, which can be a lesson to learn from.
Taking a closer look puts your guard down with what you are looking out for, though it is going to be a hot and cold situation when they dwell on the yesteryears of what had great interests in. Which has that someone putting out all the claps for those thoughts they have for where you been generous.
In the forest; the little fairy is under complete darkness, over shadowed by gloom. Waiting on his wise men of intelligence and power to combine their thoughts and create a method to summon this dreary outlook. In the gardens a crowd of shadows hold an irrate fella to his spot where he stands, distressed by his solemn maiden for a daughter. Yet this fair maid is in the same boat as all the rest and can not see how she may suffer more than others. Something good comes out of it all, the path dug through the middle of the Holy Shrine is retracting on itself, the ground rising again and bringing the land back to normality. The large rock they split in half to lead through, shall become a tranquil waterfall for the gardens to make do of something to remember by.
In the stones; communications made that take you right through the night holding some form of regality, has gifts showered upon you in favour of a lucky chance for an off meet along travels, a love who wishes to grab the bull by its horns being on a ball and chain sees you heading in the right direction.
Psalm Ch.5:V.3 "My voice shalt thou hear in the morning, O Lord; in the morning will I direct my prayer unto thee, and will look up."