He thought he had been accepted [made it past the bisque fire], but because of a pub brawl had lost part of his ears [The heavy hand of the cleaner broke his ear]. He thought he could still function with his ears bobbed but when combined with not seeing right
[I didn't like the shape of them], he knew he had to disappear [to get his head on right]. After all, his ears are very important, for they are his special talent. They are what allow him to Hear the Heartbeat of the Magic.
(To Be Continued)
I have heard he had been hanging out at the local pub but since then has gone missing. He was first seen as a type that wouldn't listen to you [no ears].
He even was willing to conform and join the rest of the Guardians [in other words willing to get a job].
He took his commitment [getting ready for the mold process] to become one of the Guardians. Then is where things took a dive [in other words - something happened to the head]...
How do I start to let you know how this happened? I guess I can start with... Once upon a Time...There was this house. Now it was a very nice house and it had a very large yard. This yard was so big it was even considered a lot...yeah, I know a lot of yard *lol...
Anyhow, this house had a number of #269. It was just one big happy family in the house with the lot of yard.
Then one day, the Power that Be decided that the yard could no longer be with the house, but must now grow and have it's own number. What to do? What to do?
The Power said the lot was to be numbered to #269 and the house received a new number of #279.
The house for never having even moved an inch now required the change of the house's number which included contacting the power, gas, and water companies. After many attempts, this was accomplished, but now the house realized that the mail would not come anymore to it as well. Mail and messages would be delivered to the lot which had no mail box nor phone. Many more places had to be contacted - the post office and the telephone company were now included in this dimensional shift. Even the children of the house had to be notified of the move - and yes the parents hadn't moved or abandoned them.
So, with this universal change, please note that our new address is now:
279 Lake Hills Drive, Bigfork, Montana 59911
for when you need to contact us, but, the email, phone, location, and scenery are still the same... and in a further note, the fae folk have taken over the lot and those in the house can occasionally see them hiding in the trees and mowing the grass.
Welcome to my blog. This is where I will reveal the magic of my Fae and their stories and share with you some of the success and pitfalls through the journey of doll making, sculpting, and other crafts that all come back to my dolls in many ways.
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