a DREAM

Last night I had a fascinating dream:

It was a still cold night. The wind whistled through the rustling trees. The dogs howled under the moonlit sky, and stars winked back at the world. Miss Jenna was walking along the concrete footpaths that led her to her home. She caught herself stuck in  intersection and couldn't see as far as two meters. Past that was utter darkness. There were two options; the path on the left or the path on the right. Suddenly, a pathway appeared  out of nowhere. It was glowing as intense as the moon, and was drawing Jenna in its direction. She walked along the bright path and was mesmerized with its beauty. It led her down a long and steep hill. She reached the bottom and continued to walk along path in the direction leading up to a blurry figure in the distance.

As she ran towards the figure, her eyes formed what it was. It was huge, almost impossible to be...Red and white flags blew on each balcony, the cobblestone looked over a hundred years old and the windows sparkled like pearls. the castle stood with great stature and boldness. A little crooked sign was nailed to a tree, saying: 'Jenna's castle'. looking down, Jenna was shocked to witness the transformation of her clothes. Her old jeans's colour dissolved and swirled into a pearl pink colour, then flowed into a beautiful gown. Her shoes changed into glass slippers and her hair flew down her shoulder, in the night.

She knocked on the large wooden door, and immediately a short man opened it with a low bow. "welcome home", the man remarked.

from there I awoke from my dream....

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