Book: Pixie dust. Page 3

What a joy it is to sleep and nothing to worry about, when nothing disturbs your sleep.

No living thing may not be identical to another.

What could be more interesting travels? In traveling a man finds himself, discovers new knowledge, capabilities, and reinvents her entire life. Journey - sort of a breath of freshness and inspiration for new beginnings.

- I didn't mean that.
- Do not! All you men are the same. Come build himself as a Savior, then talk to us like silly little girls who know nothing, and you are all of a smart.
The guy shook his head, inaudibly said something very much like "women".
- I just said that the forest is dangerous at this time of day and wanted to know how you got into the forest all alone. That's all.
- I'm not alone - his arms folded on his chest, responded Eloise. With me the Chelmer and Alymer.
The guy smirked and looked at the dog and the little fairy.
Yeah, I noticed. Probably, you had everything under control and I shouldn't have come between you and these two thieves.
Thanks, that helped! reluctantly muttered Eloise. No, she was sincerely grateful to the guy, but she didn't want to say those words because of the smug smile that now played on his face.

How strange is the universe, when facing two very seemingly different people together. And as it happens unusually when they find where you're not looking. Maybe Fate really knows what is best for us?

- Would you like some tea? - suggested the wizard.
- Excuse me, what? - did not understand Mindel, and she even for a moment thought she had misheard.
I just before you came in, made a pot of berry tea, - he waved his hand and on the table there were four tea cups, one of them is small, especially for fairies saucer with biscuits and honey.

- I don't need to seem, ' came a voice. - You see me! All the darkness is me! I am the night, darkness and infinity! I'm the one whose existence is afraid to admit it. I'm the one who think something abstract, disembodied, but it just yet. I'm as old as the universe itself. I am the terror that comes to people in their fear.

- Yeah, everyone is absolutely sure that he is right and the other absolutely does not understand him, leaning back in his chair, said the wizard. - But the trouble is that we alone are the source of their troubles.

- Evil does not take over the world in five minutes, but your tea can cool down, the magician pointed to the Cup of tea. Try this honey that I harvested. I got in the trees next to live good bees that were so helpful, providing me with the opportunity to eat this wonderful dish.

Books are the best weapon! They contain knowledge and information.

When a person grows, the more often stops believing in magic - and this is the main mistake of humanity. We forget the daily Affairs and concerns, what is joy, smile and happiness. Does happiness need a reason? No. Children are aware of this, but because they open up the wonders of the Universe.

Why adults are always so negative about the behavior of their children, if it doesn't fit their idea of normal? That, in essence, is a normal? That predator is the norm, then the victim's chaos - I think sometimes Michael is lying in his bed, when he found a moment's reflection.

Only here adults do not realize that happiness is not to buy expensive things, but to enjoy each passing day. Beautiful things is only a temporary satisfaction and joy, but nature, sun glare on the water, clear blue sky, raindrops, all is the present for true happiness in the little things.

Why adults dismiss feelings of intuition? Why all the sensations blamed on stupidity? Isn't it stupid to live in disbelief in something mystical? Namely mysticism carries similar feelings the vast majority of people. "What are you, psychic?" laughing they say to those who say about such perceptions.