There is a window that soaks the sun in the morning. Little white dogwood flowers peek through the canopy of leaves outside. A small bonsai graces the desk, waving to its large neighbors.
There are dolls here. Dolls with eyes that shine, smiling happily, eagerly awaiting the completion of a brand new gown. There are smiling dolls with no faces. They spend thier days wondering what color their eyes will become.
An Elvish Knight in silver armor watches over the corner. She looks kind, but is always ready for action, and ready to offer her guidance. She guards the collection of words. Tales of great deeds and fantastical places are under her protection.
A tired toad watches from above. He is a silent reminder of long days in the sun and rain and cold. A shire that many among the few get to see, only when it opens its doors to us.
It is just a little corner.
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