Dream

|Dream| 5

To the disobedient boy, Ghost Valley didn’t seem scary. It was just a place. Overhead, something zoomed by. A dark shadow of something he couldn’t catch a glimpse of. The menace of it, he could feel.

A tree next to him was suddenly on fire.

He took a few steps further ahead.

“Don’t you wanna stay here a little while?
We could make forever feel this way
Don’t you wanna stay?”

A muse?

The boy wandered towards the music.

“When you’re up this high, it’s a sad goodbye.”

There was a house in front of him. When he gallantly opened the door, a girl was sitting inside, playing the lute and singing. Nothing dangerous.

“Hello,” she greeted. “Merry meet.”

He stood, dumbfounded.

On a mountain not too far away, he heard a thump. He turned around. Something had landed on top of a mountain.

The girl, still holding her lute against her chest, walked towards him. “That dragon can be quite menacing,” she said with a smile. “I’m Mary. Would you like a cup of tea?”

← 4
6 →
Back to 1
Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s