Rooting for you to emerge from out of your hiding place, that has half of a love story to tell yet for being that your half of has room for more.
Unwilling to change that even the phoenix that lays an egg and sets itself on fire to do so you keep hold of tight to stay with this moment.
Religiously your visions come alive like the paintings that walk out of their frame.
Keeping one eye open while to rest tests your reflexes that communications are closer than you think. For they to lead the path to unwind that puts all those old stories to rumours.
In the forest; those considered as unfortunate, deceitful, crafty as for beggars can not be choosers have their own ways for communicating. While elders head off into their own kingdom led by a crafty rat, Our Fairy Princess emerges yet again in another form blending in as one of they, and with a pet too to find any thing useful. As a path is opened to walk for directions to Our Fairy Princesses earnest and honest ways. No time like the present when pasts are already betrayed.
In the stones; if to be tied to one ball and chain then so be it with another but in small doses as to heard it all before, however if to work out directions to take then this someone may be parted off, only love who changes slight direction has everyone on their own happy ending.
Isaiah Ch.9:V.15 "The ancient and honourable, he is the head; and the prophet that teacheth lies, he is the tail."
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