Welcome to my imagination!

I am Lyrikh, the snowsprite; I will be your guide.
Here, where ideas run rampant, there are no impossibilities. The tales are true, but the woods are magical.

Some things I love:

moonlight, fog, sounds and flavors of words, the four seasons, water, wind, the smell of wood smoke, pizza, bacon crispy but not burnt, bananas, the warming sun, textures, waltzes, snowflakes.