The Southland A Lullaby Story, Part 1 by Ceanne DeRohan
A faerie tale for all ages
Excerpts from the story:
Often their music and dancing inspires them so much they can soar up high in the trees where they see the moon shining her bright, friendly light. Brownies lead the way, dancing along the narrow pathway...
Little, round, Brownie bellies shake out deep, full laughter and their eyes look so happy and bright as they watch the antics of the little Sprites.
The air here smells of flowers and ocean spray, and gentle showers fall at nap time everyday. Many Pixies have homes tucked under the banyan roots, but some like to nap in tree houses where they have good views of the sea.
...some take hold of the feet of low flying birds and go for rides. They all laugh with delight as they skim the tops of the waves, and the foam fizzy sea tickles their feet.
Mermaids of greenish-gold skin and blue and green tails of glistening scales all covered with silver bubbles...
Each day, each coming and going of light lets the Nymphs arrange a new, colored cloud delight.
The gypsies are all laughing merrily now. Wavery is casually holding a rope to guide the sail, and Windon has ahold of the rudder with his foot. The Brownies are all laughing now, too...They decide to lean on their paddles more and show them how fast they can go. Before they know it, they're in a race to the shore.
A faerie tale for all ages
Excerpts from the story:
Often their music and dancing inspires them so much they can soar up high in the trees where they see the moon shining her bright, friendly light. Brownies lead the way, dancing along the narrow pathway...
Little, round, Brownie bellies shake out deep, full laughter and their eyes look so happy and bright as they watch the antics of the little Sprites.
The air here smells of flowers and ocean spray, and gentle showers fall at nap time everyday. Many Pixies have homes tucked under the banyan roots, but some like to nap in tree houses where they have good views of the sea.
...some take hold of the feet of low flying birds and go for rides. They all laugh with delight as they skim the tops of the waves, and the foam fizzy sea tickles their feet.
Mermaids of greenish-gold skin and blue and green tails of glistening scales all covered with silver bubbles...
Each day, each coming and going of light lets the Nymphs arrange a new, colored cloud delight.
The gypsies are all laughing merrily now. Wavery is casually holding a rope to guide the sail, and Windon has ahold of the rudder with his foot. The Brownies are all laughing now, too...They decide to lean on their paddles more and show them how fast they can go. Before they know it, they're in a race to the shore.
A faerie tale for all ages
Excerpts from the story:
Often their music and dancing inspires them so much they can soar up high in the trees where they see the moon shining her bright, friendly light. Brownies lead the way, dancing along the narrow pathway...
Little, round, Brownie bellies shake out deep, full laughter and their eyes look so happy and bright as they watch the antics of the little Sprites.
The air here smells of flowers and ocean spray, and gentle showers fall at nap time everyday. Many Pixies have homes tucked under the banyan roots, but some like to nap in tree houses where they have good views of the sea.
...some take hold of the feet of low flying birds and go for rides. They all laugh with delight as they skim the tops of the waves, and the foam fizzy sea tickles their feet.
Mermaids of greenish-gold skin and blue and green tails of glistening scales all covered with silver bubbles...
Each day, each coming and going of light lets the Nymphs arrange a new, colored cloud delight.
The gypsies are all laughing merrily now. Wavery is casually holding a rope to guide the sail, and Windon has ahold of the rudder with his foot. The Brownies are all laughing now, too...They decide to lean on their paddles more and show them how fast they can go. Before they know it, they're in a race to the shore.