Firis
Amateur Human
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A little Wonderland
I lay upon a velvet bed, purple smooth covers and some odd unpronouncable material making up my pillow, all I know is that it seems to move about of it's own accord. In the room beside mine there is a loud sound, the television which my room mate is using, a small 12' TV, what it lacks in size we made up with in channels, seven hundred channels of nothing, my room mate is probably on the couch, the wrinkled and ripped black leather couch laying up against a bull cracked gray wall. I fall asleep, my dreams are broken and confusing, twisting creatures and dramatic music ringing in my head, like an 80's fantasy movie.
My eyes slowly open, filled with crust which I quickly wipe away, I first see my gray cracked wall, then the clock with the time: 8:06 AM, funny, out of all the things we have, the only thing that isn't junk is my expensive bed. Once again my pillow is on the floor, as if it were magic, I lean over to pick it up, as I do the floor crackles as if it were on fire, the lights flicker dimly and my bed becomes ice cold, a beautiful woman; red hair, emerald eyes and sharp features, dressed in black silk that compliments her curves. I should have been listening to what she said, I was too distracted by her body, she whispered something about me being chosen, next thing I know I am in a field, with golden flowers which smell of honey, and a river of a purple shade... I am lost in a little wonderland...
FYI: I don't often finish my stories, I just like setting them up :devil: I might continue the pillow in my full works of something else.
I lay upon a velvet bed, purple smooth covers and some odd unpronouncable material making up my pillow, all I know is that it seems to move about of it's own accord. In the room beside mine there is a loud sound, the television which my room mate is using, a small 12' TV, what it lacks in size we made up with in channels, seven hundred channels of nothing, my room mate is probably on the couch, the wrinkled and ripped black leather couch laying up against a bull cracked gray wall. I fall asleep, my dreams are broken and confusing, twisting creatures and dramatic music ringing in my head, like an 80's fantasy movie.
My eyes slowly open, filled with crust which I quickly wipe away, I first see my gray cracked wall, then the clock with the time: 8:06 AM, funny, out of all the things we have, the only thing that isn't junk is my expensive bed. Once again my pillow is on the floor, as if it were magic, I lean over to pick it up, as I do the floor crackles as if it were on fire, the lights flicker dimly and my bed becomes ice cold, a beautiful woman; red hair, emerald eyes and sharp features, dressed in black silk that compliments her curves. I should have been listening to what she said, I was too distracted by her body, she whispered something about me being chosen, next thing I know I am in a field, with golden flowers which smell of honey, and a river of a purple shade... I am lost in a little wonderland...
FYI: I don't often finish my stories, I just like setting them up :devil: I might continue the pillow in my full works of something else.