High atop a tower of clay bricks stacked upon one another, arched windows dot the space for peering out. The Fairy Queen, who was much taller than you would think a fairy be, moved her window coverings to the side to let the light in. A 3 legged table stood next to her side and a little village in a glass ball placed on stand a mirror image of her scene she viewed through the windows high above in the clay bricks stacked upon one another and she watched the people move and flow.
Be still and listen
One day I will tell you a story
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