So yeah, we had a lot of snow.
Happy (belated) New Year!
“Sweet dreams, little one. When you wake up, you’ll be ready to take on the new day and the new year to come.”
May the holidays bring good cheer and cozy memories.
Another escape by the crafty turkey, this time with more whimsy!
In times long past, a man once ruled this land.
He lived at home with wife and child and knight.
His mystic power flowed through sword and hand,
Yet no one knew the vastness of his might,
And deep within, he hid a heart of cold.
He often let the children come and play.
He’d join them in the garden and would mold
Fantastic games of yore and ancient days.
But his illusions drew upon their fear.
They started small, but large, did they become.
The children thought their nightmares ever neared,
And then, to tragic death did one succumb.
Too late he saw he couldn’t hide his heart.
The home and realm he built, he tore apart.
Eva and Hallos return, and they’re on the lookout for something…
A product of old fashioned, spontaneous imagination.
A reminder of beautiful things in a time of loss.