1 Chapter 1
One day as I was walking through the long rectangular vineyard with many petunias, orchards, grapevines, strawberry blossoms, and several nice looking benches around the whole vicinity I ran into a lake. It was very pleasant to see the whole daytime surroundings. I came across a harp in the middle of the whole scene just resting on a gold plate.
As I went down the nice stone path to the harp, a dove dived under the fountain. As I pressed my fingers lightly on the harp I saw a band orchestra assemble with different romantic notions produced by a hallucinatory experience. Different ballerinas and beautiful couples started dancing five feet from the air. Dancing bears and other nice sights. I was lost in a dream. I remember stepping out of my fantasy for a moment and started to feel the water with my left hand. I ran my finger in circular motions amongst some seaweed upon the water. I started to undress and stepped in the lake feeling youthful and vibrant as I washed my body with the diamond sparkling water. I dont remember what happened afterwards; maybe I passed out but one thing is for sure. A musky smell. And a dog was around. As I awoke from whatever weird encounter, I established a foundation. I'll never cry again if I could just find my way back to my path. Of course, it is presumably the right hour to be furnishing a disclosure of some kind. What happened when I repeated the scenario back in my head was astonishingly mindblowing. The virtues of the mighty greatly distinguish from the cowardice. But, all fair in love and war is all in good condition. Next virtue, is my own question of prudence and omniscience present.
My story has no illusionary terms; just simple slight realistic terminology in the oddest sense. A dark knight came in the night on October, of the mon de Hollows Eve. I keep pushing into the bushes, a howling wind approaches and gushes.. ooohs, and ahhs everything in sight. My hat has hone missing and I ran so.far away chanting a small melody for the harp to inflame with the likes of my voice. It burst like a Phoenix. My original thought was consistent with the present. I didnt know where I was again.
