Meadow roams Broceliande, unwinding her tales along the paths like a golden thread. Her name means “clearing”: the place where one stops for a moment, where time is suspended by the voice. On the enchanted moss of the forest, the glittering dust of words is collected, listened to, and she speaks of wonder, of trials overcome, of magic rediscovered. The thread of words links her imagination and yours, so many images to take away, like a lantern that will continue to light your dreams.Leave with this mischievous little storyteller for a journey full of poetry and enchantment.
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