THE THREE BADGERS
From Sylvie and Bruno by Lewis Carroll
“ ‘And are not these the Fish,’ the Eldest sighed.
‘Whose Mother dwells beneath the foam?’ 66 more words
She stands at the brink of destruction, worlds collapsing at the feet. One step forward and her path could crumble beneath her step, one step back and she could be watching another star shoot to the sky- and boiling up inside herself like a dormant volcano… 507 more words
“To be loved and to love are the two sides of the same coin,” Rinda wrote back early yesterday.
She was responding to the story of Sylvie and Bruno, the part where Sylvie had to choose between “All Will Love Sylvie” or “Sylvie Will Love All”. 836 more words