Reality.
Surrounded by ember and scarlet, I stood there wishing that it wouldn't end. I was in the center of what seemed like a large painting that moved and danced with each breath of gentle wind. Each brush stroke of grounded beauty, blossoms reaching to the heavens for the serenade of the stars. Billions of bright colored limbs reched up and brushed my fingertips that rested at my sides. The clouds that littered the blue heavens created gigantic shadows that race across the hills of brilliance. In the distance I can see the fine line of the mountain range. Deep indigo and milk blue shape a massive horizon.
Microscopic, faded green points that seem to climb the mountain were trees that kept the blossoms safe from harm of the monstruous, jagged beast.
Then I fixate my gaze upon that of the sun. Oddly, my eyes weren't turned away from the bright white that makes the stationary cloud glow as if an Angel is there, looking right back at me. And below it was the sea where it accents the sky with its ripples. Almost as if the sky shed its wrinkled skin to let it fall to the ground.
All of the beauty that overwhelmed me still didn't relieve everything. I don't know what is is. The thoughts grow more dense in my trails. A sharp pain runs through my body. Suddenly, the sky darkens and the sun is engulfed by a think, black cloud. The wind dies and the blossoms come to a complete stand-still. I couldn't breathe and I began to panic. Fear-tainted confusion brewed in my heart and mixed with pain from what felt as if someone jabbed at my back with a knife. I fall to the flowers. They all watched me. Just as I watched them, they now stare at me as I dance. I lay upon the ground and everything suddenly fades. Consumed by black. Everything into an abyss of nothing. Black. Completely black.
Suddenly, I open my eyes. Everything has stopped and I sit up. I realize now that I'm in bed. It must've been a dream. Or was it a nightmare? There, I sat alone.
...grounded beauty - serenade of stars... Tom the bomb™
Microscopic, faded green points that seem to climb the mountain were trees that kept the blossoms safe from harm of the monstruous, jagged beast.
Then I fixate my gaze upon that of the sun. Oddly, my eyes weren't turned away from the bright white that makes the stationary cloud glow as if an Angel is there, looking right back at me. And below it was the sea where it accents the sky with its ripples. Almost as if the sky shed its wrinkled skin to let it fall to the ground.
All of the beauty that overwhelmed me still didn't relieve everything. I don't know what is is. The thoughts grow more dense in my trails. A sharp pain runs through my body. Suddenly, the sky darkens and the sun is engulfed by a think, black cloud. The wind dies and the blossoms come to a complete stand-still. I couldn't breathe and I began to panic. Fear-tainted confusion brewed in my heart and mixed with pain from what felt as if someone jabbed at my back with a knife. I fall to the flowers. They all watched me. Just as I watched them, they now stare at me as I dance. I lay upon the ground and everything suddenly fades. Consumed by black. Everything into an abyss of nothing. Black. Completely black.
Suddenly, I open my eyes. Everything has stopped and I sit up. I realize now that I'm in bed. It must've been a dream. Or was it a nightmare? There, I sat alone.
...grounded beauty - serenade of stars... Tom the bomb™