A Drop of Sunshine winter In a cosy corner of

In a cosy corner of an enchanted forest

and the spirits — sated for another year — slipped back into the roots and stones from which they had come

The villagers say it appears only to those who wander with their hearts unhurried

Only whispered intentions and crimson beads strung with care and defiance

At some point

A Drop of Sunshine winter In a cosy corner ofEdmund finds it where the light pools strongest, just beneath the old pear tree where the grass has gone thin from too many summers. At first he thinks its a trick of the sun, something caught between his eyes and the ground, but when he crouches, it remains a small, faceted drop resting against the roots, warm before he even touches it. It sits in his palm like something that has weight beyond its size. Not hot, not bright, just steady, as if it has