to bring you to your own Pillow Land...
Pillow Lands by Christopher Ryan and Amy Sperry Faldet
Of Camelot she dreams at night
Bestride a steed, her Valiant Knight
Hastens ‘cross the emerald vale
His song, the call of a Nightingale
Echoes from the make-believe,
Soft murmurs of a midsummer’s eve
Ignite the glow of a thousand faery lights
that shine upon the Pillow lands tonightWith blossoms turning to watch them meet, they are toe to toe, breathless, inspired over meadowsweet. The twinkle of tiny orbs in the branches hover low as she lays her head upon the pillow. The Pillow Lands, almost, as comforting as a caress from his hands.
Photography by Amy Sperry Faldet