a sweet, small rabbit lived in a classroom for a kindergarten class. it enjoyed the attention it would get every now and again, but dreamed of better things. she was left alone in the room every night.. she would imagine being free and envisioned all of the stories told aloud in the class. then, a group of birds started throwing rocks at the window of the classroom until it shattered. the birds picked her up and took her to live with them and the other creatures that lived inside the giant tree outside the classroom. they have all been watching, and admiring her and decided to set her free. she finally felt joy
a-ng-el wrote me this sweet story♡
Space is a living being, A crater of the moon, The warm heart of the earth. A whisper from the vaults of heaven, a melody, song of the brightest star. Elysian deity of the skies, Space is a conscious thing. She is luminous, she is nourishing, The womb of eight celestial children, Nebulae infants, and dusty cosmo-creatures. The queen of an infinitely dancing ecosystem. Space is a beautiful entity, Mother of Milky ways, Wandering stars, The heavenly bodies, floating in orbit. She is our divine maiden, Space is a living being.