little magical sprites fluttering inside your heart caressing the deepest recesses of your soul gently giving you that "high" happiness euphoria inside you springs a boundless utopia
Or...
They can be devious tricksters gremlins, the vilest of these little devils torturing you pricking you with a thousand needles of sadness grief the lowest forms of loneliness.
Inside us dwells the eternal Yin and Yang
We may be walking contradictions irresolvable paradoxes toyed by the whims of unseen forces barraged by these mysterious sensations, feelings