The forest behind my childhood home used to be my favorite place to go. Wild mushrooms decorated trees alive and dead. Lichens crept over rocks and were always damp with dew. I went there every day, until I met a little girl with big, pretty eyes, and long, pointed ears. With a giggle and a whisper she made the world so much larger and whisked me away in her pocket. I hope she remembers were I am before she gives her clothes a good wash!