In some real life situations there is something of the Fairy Tale. Sometimes, we forget, that magic is there for the making, and the makers are ourselves. Sometimes, it is our enemies who spur us on. For a challenge is nothing without striving. We admire a hero who earns good fortune, who strives to be a better person, who acts in the interests of others against dark forces that would bring them down. In Fairy Tales, the ultimate winners are good and true.

Someone else stirred, scurried to the threshold and breathed in the cold night air. Liquid shadows were moving, under the trees that surrounded the trail. Eva heard the howl of wolves! "Go with them, Tag," Eva whispered. "Black-Claw, you can go ahead!

Each evening the night swallowed the sun and gave the raven the sun's energy. He stored this power in his wings, tinged with the blue of Alaskan skies.

I'm looking for a lighthouse," said Snugs, full of hope, "filled with sand in lots of different colours!""Are they expensive?" the two moose chimed together.

When I grow up it is my dream,to play baseball for my favorite team...From "Baseball," Celebrate The Seasons

The copse of trees shut out the sky at intervals. Between them were gaps; snow, tinged with the faint light of the morning sun, alternated with shadows. This reminded her of all life’s joys and sorrows. The trail was Lifeitself, unfolding.