Prologue
The dreams are coming more frequently now, and more real than ever. Soaring high above the barren land, swooping in and out of the whisps of cloud I feel a sense of freedom that I have never known before. I cannot fully describe it; a feeling of enormous power coursing through my very body and soul. A mountain looms in the distance and as is draws near a cave appears on the west side. The decent begins but all is moving too quickly. The mouth of the cave swallows me whole and all I see are two eyes... two glistening, turquoise eyes.
posted by Lotus Blossom at 9:30 PM
3 Comments:
Wow Niks. I've never read any of your creative writing (only poems). You write so beautifully! I'm jealous of all you writer types, I have zero imagination and can't write eloquently to save my life!
Thanks! I just write for fun... I still dream of publishing some of my poetry some day, but most of it is just teenage dribble! ;)
I've got the link... I will read it this week sometime.
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