Small shadows of abandoned forest, pions of the lost world and players of the best theatre ? Like little sparks we play along in the sun...shining the meadow, creek and the mountains....yelling from happiness and searching for the treasure that has never been found....wondering around like lost souls, enchanted by fairies and the evil witches...the circle of life has spread its wings and takes us again...to another journey of endless ups and downs, merry moments and the sad ones.....and gives us strength to carry on....