The ground is coverd with a white diamond dust,

your heart will be filled with a loving trust,

scoop some in your hand and you'll be taken to another land,

a real life land it will seem,

but that is just a diamond dust dream.

If the earth stopped spinning for just one day,
I wonder what difference it would make.
Would school be canceled? Would banks close?
What would happen? I do not know

In my gut I have a feeling
That all clocks would keep on ticking
That even though the earth had stopped
All the people, they would not

Strange creatures with their elven ears
converge and chitter, sparkle here;
on tiptoes so they dance, my dears
while their master dangles petty fears
"Hold up your lovely faces, darlings--
remember, no more tears."

One-winged they in circles ring
while the great white bird, it sings;
it spreads its wide, majestic wings
while inside its iron cage, hovering
"Violins, knots and puppets, darlings--
all are made with strings."

 
   Ariela pulled her pale hair back from her face once more as she eagerly opened Annica's letter. She read it repeatedly, and laughed every time she came to the part about the mirror. She sat down promptly to write a reply, and filled it with good-humored sympathy about Annica's dilemma and bits of news from home.
  

Dorean

You get three chapters this time... 'cuz I don't feel like making you suffer with only one and the way time is divided in the story I'd have to do that.  And I'm sorry italics and bold aren't working, it shows up when I see it in the work space but it doesn't show up when it's published.

Anyway... Enjoy! 

I would like to know, it's simply the nature of curiosity,

How does one grow so, and yet does not bow?

What does one see, you're simply so high in the sky.

It's just the nature of my curiosity. 

I would like to know, it's simply the nature of curiosity,

Do you mind all the climbing, clambering children? 

They scale your branches so effortlessly, and I wonder, what do they see?

It's just the nature of my curiosity. 

I would like to know, it's simply the nature of curiosity,

What of your glorious pink blooms?

Marrick took one look at the notice and tore it down. He ripped it in half and tossed it in the trashcan, then glanced back at Brynt.

"And you were just 'released'?"

"Apparently they have an odd way of determining whether someone should be allowed back into the public. They let me in even though you're probably more ready than I am." Brynt glanced at Marrick from the side. "What are you planning on doing?"

"Where have the police been alerted?"