Amidst the windy tales of fall, the dancing trees and musical leaves, the immovable mountains of green and brown , the melody of nature, there in cent..
These boys went home. Reaching their house they wondered why not all the lights are lit. But if you are ten aside from this question in head you canno..
The light of day creeps from the window to the wall of a room with walls of mahogany. The light bathed the red-ish wood and created an illusion of bri..
It was indeed a fine day when two lads began their steps. You may had been to the woods once with the same amount of sunlight and had no troubles goin..
It is still dawn when Cal awoke and prepared his things. Grandpa was right they have not thought of the woods. But today he himself will bring his boy..