Following my heart

                                                                                                                                                                                                          Trood is a Y fairy. She has no choice but to ask why. A beetle is as good as anyone to ask. It’s not about the questions,more about the answers.

My heart is full of questions. Do I continue with these little stories?

My heart says yes but I hesitate. What if while I’m happily scribbling in my notebook about Y fairies I miss the big one? I could’ve been rich but instead I have a collection of stories about small people in a garden and some rough drawings.

Which is more precious?