Epigraph
Pillowy powder
Falls from the sky,
I gaze in wonder,
As the white flakes fly.
Dancing and swirling,
Through the air,
Like an aerial ballerina,
Without a care.
It lands on the leaves,
On the trees and the grass,
It is silently pretty,
But I know it won't last.
But just for the moment,
I am taken away,
By the still quiet beauty,
That is here for the day.
-Snow Dance, Gary Bryson
dedicated to E.O.S, A.M.D, K.H.D and S.B.S.
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Donkeyskin - ON HOLD
FantasiA retelling of Charles Perault's fairytale Peau d'Ane, or Donkeyskin. Ten years before the start of our story, a young king married the most beautiful woman in the world. Nine years ago, the princess Elodie was born of their union, a girl small and...
