Butterfly - tiny story

The man who could not tolerate catapillars never saw a butterfly.

By Brianaaleigh

Sweet bird - Can you not fly? Do you not fear me? For I'm the collector of winged souls.  And once I've gathered enough of you, I soon shall be an angel too.

(by grlnxtdr)

She found it most delicious,

this pinning wings on wishes.

(by janetfelts)

I made this illustration to put on a kite, but there are so many illustrations that would look great on a kite. 

All he really wanted, was a hug ...

(by Sinnamin)

My hair collects things.

(by Laateedoe)

Saint-Peterssquare, Ghent, Belgium

My mother didn't always had time to read us stories, so she used to buy these casettes with radio plays on it.

Sometimes, there were fairy tales on it, for example "The emperor's clothes" or "Sleeping Beauty".  Or the story of "Heidi, in the mountains".

But my absolute favorite was "20.000 leagues under the sea" of Jules Verne.  I could listen to that tape for hours and imagined everything in my head or make drawings of what I've heard. 

When I was older, the tape eventually broke but it's still one of my most precious memories of my childhood.

Luckely for the (Dutch-speaking) children today there is a company who started to make radio plays again with great actors and music and stories wich inspires the imagination of the young and the old(er).

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It might be an idea for another edition of the HitRECorderly, to make a radio play with a book that goes with it.

Just a suggestion.

With eyes so tired of the sights she'd seen

she left this world in search of a simpeler existence.

(by Littlelouise)

New socks feel like home to me

whenever I'm away or feeling lonely

I buy new socks

and suddenly everything is alright.

(by Sarara)

There where no milk cartons in 1949 - everything came in bottles

(by saralongridge_23)

(this is not the whole tiny story, but this sentence speaks for itself)

And then I have some resources left which I couldn't find (guess why):

- "Books" - flashbax

- "Books" - Perdita_x

- "Books" - Priayasmine

- "Books" - atlas

- "Books" - NessieV

If I forgot someone, please let me know and then I will try to fix things.

He sat quitly on the hill, pondering the stars.  He then noticed the stars themselves staring back at him intently - anxious, even - awaiting his findings.

(by Wunderboy)