Stories, like people and butterflies and songbirds' eggs and human hearts and dreams, are also fragile things, made up of nothing stronger or more lasting than twenty-six letters and a handful of punctuation marks. Or they are words on the air, compose of sounds and ideas-- abstract, invisible, gone once they've been spoken-- and what could be more frail than that?
-Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things
These are amazing! Thank you so much Haley. Kristy (Amanda's mom).
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