Death of a Dream

Our silent trees amidst the breeze Have lost their ancient voice Where rivers freeze the dying leaves We hide for lack of choice We dream of skies to hear our cries To ward away deceit Alas thine lies are our demise Now thy’ll suffer our defeat Some years gone by, the river’s dry Thine children…

Sweeties

ケーキはおいしいです！<3 ❤ ❤ It’s time for tea! Nothing better than something deliciously sweet… and cute of course! I made these cakes throughout 2007 for family and friends -ancient, I know – but as soon as I get back to my pretty home lands I’ll get right back to work on sculpting some more! Iitadakimasu!

The lands of little Mystery

Little Mystery Come see my pretty Mystery She plays in fields of coal Her eyes reciting melodies Imprinted in her soul She rests beneath the rain-kissed trees And paints on clouded skies While driftwood dreams, amidst the breeze Embark upon her sighs Be kind to little Mystery Whose mind dwells far away In search of…

Into the trees… into the treeees

What they really know…