8 June 2012
Aaron had always liked the mountains and he probably never wouldn't. Although he hated the wind. The rain. The horrible weather. The thing he liked about it was the sense of being free. Freedom! He loved to just think for himself. He could dream of anything. Create worlds in his head. He could see armies fight in the valleys bellow. He could see new creatures. Non existent creatures. Big ones, small ones. He could see shapes in the clouds. He could see cyclops' ,he could see giants. He could see dragons. Dragons were his favourite. He could see them soar and dive. See them catch prey. He could see them interlock in territorial battles. Dragons. Beautiful creatures. Glimmering scales. Brilliant colours. Dragons. Strong creatures. Muscles for Lift off. And a graceful neck full of power for snapping at enemies.
Aaron sat and dreamt on. He dreamt of anything and everything.
Wondering Mind • Opuss № I