The Song of The Rose Fairy Best and dearest flower that grows, Perfect both to see and smell; Words can never, never tell Half the beauty of a Rose -- Buds that open to disclose Fold on fold of purest white, Lovely pink, on red that glows Deep, sweet-scented. What delight To be Fairy of the Rose
I believe in everything until it's disproved. So I believe in fairies, the myths, dragons. It all exists, even if it's in your mind. Who's to say that dreams and nightmares aren't as real as the here and now? And... that's just who I am.