 | I do feel like at times I am the little bird eating the bread crumb trail dropped by Hansel and Gretel that they left behind as a way to find their way home. Each crumb was to be a clue so they wouldn't get lost in the Woods but instead they ended up at the Witch's Gingerbread house... but that is a tale for another time. |
| So what are the clues that I have been indulging in? Why, of course, the tidbits of inspiration and information that Spite has been revealing about herself to me. Tinkerbell and her are laughing at me as 'Tink' was to be just an inspiration only, not the direction I was to go. |  |
 | The first piece of bread was when Atian, leaving for his forever home, left a hole that needed to be filled as not just any blue Fae could do. Then another crumb was seeing a tattoo that inspired me as a story that needed to be told. Many more crumbs followed. Now with all these different directions I could have been taken, the bread crumbs eaten and the trail now gone, I could have easily gotten lost. Then my North Star showed up. One should always look to the North Star (the brightest in the sky) to find their way home. |
So, inspite of all these bread crumbs that Spite had left behind for me to follow, I can now see that she is going to develop into quite an interesting character with a strange tale to share. For what self respecting impish Spite wants to be boring? *lol*
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