Nice scene, dialyn. Here is a bit of a rhyme to go with it, as a Brian, no less. :-) Snow swirls round like unto faeries in the air, bringing on dreams and wishes fair. Lights from my cottage shine out into the night, reflections of my soul bearing ever bright. And on the table at my side, the magic in miniature, there resides. Shake now the bauble, and dream. jon

 
~jon
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