Ah to be free like a child…
To be aware of the magick, the noise and no noise of the fae.
To be surprised by the dashing from creatures of the underbrush!
Was that a squirrel or a fur covered fairy flying fast and furiously away.
No prying eyes shall see the fae, or so they think!
May our youth and innocence show us, that which is hidden.
…ah the fluttering of wings…
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