Visitor Comments: Snow that falls silently, The wind rustling leaves, A great sigh from the Earth, A laugh among the trees.
Wee Ones are but little ones, Travelling from place to place, Their little eyes shining bright And shrill voices shouting out.
I am but one of these such voices, Wee One Dark One is the name. Thank you for letting me into your door, I especially love the wood work! Wee Ones spread magical dust lovingly, And you've just been dusted by me!
I noticed your using 2 of my tiger stationery's as banners for your site. Please either give me credit in that page for my work and link back to my site where you got them from or remove them from your site.