Just a girl who feels like a faery sometimes. Except when she remembers that she is supposed to be all grown up. But she misses telling stories with a very special friend. Who she thinks she might have found here... still telling stories... to new friends. So this island faery is reaching out into cyberspace in a way she never has before. Hoping... that she might hear more stories someday... maybe on another long car ride or a sleepover at the beach or anywhere. Or maybe she will just be brave and write some of her own for others to read. She keeps them locked inside her books most of the time. And a few precious ones are captured on tape. Is there a lyons out there who might remember that my last name also means fish? This is all in the hopes of reaching you! Love always, A