Story fragment 01
The pond
I dreamt of Joyce, Love, Pride, and Peace inside my mind. A life
with no need to hide. Until, one day, it had passed me by. One
dream, two dreams, three dreams, four; Where Oh where could they
possibly go? “Follow the streams,” I was told. “If you are
brave, You will find a way.” Alas, this Fantasy fables is all
that is left