dark-precipice

[a silliness] Once upon a winter, a village woke up to find itself covered with snow. The people were not worried, as they were well prepared - they had enough food for their stomachs, enough wood for their fire, enough fodder for their animals. Still, the adults reached for their shovels all the same - trails had to be broken, just in case. And as for their children... oh, how happy they were with this sudden gift from the heavens! Snow! Fluffy, feathery snow!! Perfect for snowballs, and snowmen, and snowforts! By midday, the village children had managed to build a proper fortress, to raise a proper army and to have a proper war. Their m

[a feeble fable] * * * At first, there was only a man. * * * Then, there was an entire garden. * * * This particular man happened to be a most wonderful man, and his garden reflected that better than any mirror or medal ever could - the vegetable patches were as worthy of the gardens of Versailles as their produce was worthy of the table of the Sun King himself; the trees bore such tempting fruit, each and every one of them could easily claim it was the very same tree that got Adam and Eve in so much trouble; the flowers were so lovely in both sight and smell, the bees who rented the hive in the garden’s least windy corner were lo