There was a treat of the white confectionary carnation for the winged ones and for the elves a tasty cream filled donut topped with chocolate. Many of nights I ponder eating the Faery snacks but I never have; this might be why they tolerate me mostly. Last night as the shadows beckoned me an angel appeared with full wing spread. I paid attention as he rose into the sky then with wings collapsed he plummeted downwards towards the grey silhouettes on the bottom of the wall. As he landed backwards with a silent thud, the thought of a fallen angel entered my mind and I heard a Faery giggle in the darkness. It was pretty funny, I thought as I grabbed my pillow and sunk my forehead deep inside to finish my planned slumber.