"Once upon a time Mother Owl lived in an ancient oak tree. In the daytime when the sun's light is blinding, she dreams of the adventures told to her by the voices on the wind. In the soft moonlight she finds the sleeping and speaks the stories she has heard, sharing her dreams...." This site is dedicated to the ancient art of story telling. Add your voice to this electronic wind and help Mother Owl dream a story or two. Please come back soon. |
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