I was made for another world. My hope finds root in the green earth, a mighty matter of legend tread under the light of day. Stone, and wood, and iron, tree and grass, house and fire, and - dearest to me - bread and wine: my life is shot through with the magic of the ordinary.
2 comments:
aww that ones really pretty. I love the little shoe left on the step all sparkly. x
This is so pretty!
Also, is there a way for your posts to be subscribed to by email? I don't see anything for that. :(
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