Lela Sara Libri

Into the swell of everything. They seek their paths. Once again, Gold and Plumpy Pout wander into countless dimensions. Whilst the mixtures become full. Whilst the circular table of elements hums the scribbles. And whilst Aluna de Harmonica rhymes the constancy of things. They have edged. In Milk Street. They rustle the coffee beans and tweak the baker's bakes. At the Enchanting Clifftops. They figure out the tinges and test the sugary coatings. In the Archways. They nourish the Chocolate Farm and sample its ingredients. And, in the Lighthouse by the lake. They join the merriment and festivities of everything. Astoundingly, where their wanders lead them. They hula hoop the waves with the scrolls in their grasp. Along with Elder Sooty and Lengthy Just Misty Twig. They carry the loads in their backpacks with their shoulders intact. Will the waves in their paths make them hold on to the scrolls? Will they figure out the matter that utters the cure? Or will the havoc of it all take the festive tidings off their grasps?

Through the filters, their wanders edge. Indeed, Gold and Plumpy Pout cross the barriers of existence once again. Where solvents have been poured. Where solutions have been stirred. And where emulsifiers have been blended. They have rhymed themselves with Harmonica's beatings. In the parlour at Corpses' Crescent, they seek the script for Miss Amber Littlehead's treat. At the Crosshairs in Waterloo, they slide into the tunnel and hum the pendulum's puzzle. In the classroom without bounds, they sense the locked equations. And, in the autumn breeze, they gather the ingredients. Most certainly, in seasons' keeps and in cyclical motions. Along with Elder Sooty and Lengthy Just Misty Twig. They joggle the jiggles of time's constant passage. Will the winter's frost stop them from mixing Miss Amber's sequential treat? Will they swirl in well with the matters? Or, will the strings in the barriers prevent them from crossing the membranous borders?

Nickolai Gold, a Sage of wander travels the seemingly impenetrable dimensions where reality and magic co-exist. As above, so below. He transcends the cradles of the unseen. Shape shifting triumphantly in and beyond multifaceted realms.Firstly, in Point Twenty-Two O' Wander Stuck. Airy and wise, he joins Aluna de Harmonica in a quest to distinguish the left from the right. Guided by their wits, they search for a cure that enthralls the wise.Amorously, he embarks into a world of colours. Deep in Valley Way where Ouna Boras Plumpy Pout holds the key. Hopelessly transfixed by his airy existence, Plumpy Pout sways with the fairies. Seeking a cradle in Lengthy Just Misty Twig and the forking willows across the bridge.Lightning and thunder pave his path as he seeks to cure the coughs.Will he find the cure along with Plumpy Pout?