Top:
“A rope led down into the dark abyss. It was the way to some kind of peace and personal balance.”
Bottom:
“A fairy harp hangs in the wood/Played by every breeze,/Vanished to-day are the fairy-folk/Who hung it high in the trees.”
Top:
“A rope led down into the dark abyss. It was the way to some kind of peace and personal balance.”
Bottom:
“A fairy harp hangs in the wood/Played by every breeze,/Vanished to-day are the fairy-folk/Who hung it high in the trees.”
