". . . Or fairy elves,
Whose midnight revels by a forest side
Or fountain, some belated peasant sees,
Or dreams he sees, while overhead the Moon
Sits arbitress, and nearer to the Earth
Wheels her pale course; they, on their mirth and dance
Intent, with jocund music charm his ear;
At once with joy and fear his heart rebounds."
~John Milton, Paradise Lost~
~Every time a child says "I don't believe in fairies" there is a little fairy somewhere that falls down dead~
(J.M. Barrie)
The moon was sleepy in the morning....