I Bury My Regrets Away

Death was the final fanfair of the song. It wasn't gloomy. Light, lilting.

The casket was light.

The parade went on.

The Universe in my Heart

These feelings will become stars, just like I would be.

All You Need is Magic (the most powerful kind)

I've loved fairies ever since. They grant people's wishes and make them happy.


Magic powers and pixie dust I have not, but I can try making you happy.



Will you let me try?

It's More the Learning than Graduating

You are studying to know more about life. People are hired for their ability to decide and to relate. It is the reason why the hiring department is called "human resources". Good grades can help you go up, but if you are all about substance then it is the same as hiring a computer or an encyclopedia set. 

You have to have sense. 




A sense of life.

Our Story

Our story doesn't need a million words or a Nobel prize for literature.

But I'll be happy if people would know about us.

They'd read our story and know that fairy tales can be true.

And they don't need wicked witches or dwarves or poisoned apples or losing a shoe at the stroke of midnight.

True love's first kiss can be as sweet, and as magical.


Even more so, because it is real.