elliana

elliana don't tell abby she'll have both our hides say's toody to matilda with grin & a wink as he removes the bung from a jug of homemade wine its cherry he says with a conspiratorial smile while pouring some for matilda they sit on the hillside looking up to the clouds elliana's busy today― says toody matilda somewhat bewildered asks― who's she elliana's an invisible sky faërie says toody she fluffs the clouds makes them into shapes that tell stories they pass away the day sipping cherry wine while watching as elliana― tells an ever changing story with each passing cloud