The dream grew wings. It flew over rooftops, soared high into the clouds. It saw tall mountains and hills, all the colours of the rainbow. It heard the melodious sound of birdsong and the roar of as lion. It smelled fragrant roses, carnations and lilac. It touched cold snow and hot, hot desert sand. And it tasted the salt from the spray of the sea.
The dream met friends, some new, some from long ago.
The dream and the dreamer wandered free, without restraint.
Then the alarm sounded and the dreamer opened her eyes.
The dream disappeared without a trace.
The dream met friends, some new, some from long ago.
The dream and the dreamer wandered free, without restraint.
Then the alarm sounded and the dreamer opened her eyes.
The dream disappeared without a trace.
