Helen Varras' Story Book

   He was a dreamer. And preferable about massive changes in his life. Far away countries, buzzing cities with restaurants, clubs, fun! And ...

"I would not go in there on my own, Lass!" His voice frightened me to death, where on earth did he come from! Yes, it was a dim...

It is dark and cold. But I am used to it. It is black but I can not remember the light. There is light but I do not recognize it. I am tr...

   Old, tired and worn out, that is what I am. My legs are not straight any more and my colour is fading. I don't know how old you are ...

   When they heard it on the news, they did not worry. It happened more than 100 miles from where they lived but the escape was countrywide...

   The little twigs crushed by his hasty feet, made a cracking noise that did not disturb the wildlife; the inhabitants of the forest wer...

   They asked him to trust them. And to be very, very quiet, even more quiet than a mouse.    He knew mice always wandered around. In the ...