*Note that this is only a story in my head and mind, not real* Many times have I walked to a room full of books and my black cat just lying on my desk being lazy as usual. Today, I happen to see a strange book with a cup next to it. Without hesitation, I walk to the desk and take a seat. My cat Lucas stands on his four feet and takes little steps to the book. He looks at me and I guess hes waiting for me to open it. I look at the cover and see that it says Vincent that was my name. I mean it could have been another person name vincent who is the main character of the story in this book. Well, what do i have to lose? I said looking at Lucas, I open the book, and then next thing I know, there be a gust of wind hurling through the room and the book gos crazy and then stops and lets out light, and something that looks of fairy dust. It was remarkable. And then it touch me and something was spoken Let everything you have be free and sore through my pages with wonders of light and dark. Make this a book of creation and fantasy, make this book from the mind of Vincent. As soon as it was spoken, I find myself being poured in the book like water. Then it gos white..... I can see, but i can feel wind, I can hear wind, I can smell the air and flowers and grass. Then my eyes began to adjust. I see a large field a green grass, trees, flowers, dragons......dragons? crazy as it sounds I saw dragons. and many other creatures and animals. I think...... I think that this book..... is what Im suppose to do, to make....... This is what i thought. I could make this my creation of fantasy and fairy tales. I look at my hand and clutch them into a fist, that for this book is my responsibility to make... its up to me, its up to vincent. Thats what I all thought and then everything fades to white and lights up. Then I here a voice say Write my mind, and draw my life, for my heart beats through you, under the sun and moon light. Next thing I know, Im back in the room on the floor and lucas and next to me meowing to see if im alive. I get up and see the book. Vincent no time to lose, this is my creation, and i will see it come alive in any shape or form With that i sat down in front of the book on the desk. I look over and see the cup, as i take a sip, i can feel the energy flow through me. And so it begins, one story at a time.
Posted on: Sun, 11 May 2014 03:46:00 +0000
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