Avatar: Quinten Trevellion
VW: Second Life
Location:
Country: GB
VW: Second Life
Location:
Country: GB
A dream
There she was and the sun came after. And the green grew golden above and the flag flowers lightened by her laughter. And the meadow-sweet shook with...
Ah, a dream perhaps, I am not certain, I remember her name as she told me so, but I dare not even repeat it to the flowers that were my witness. And then she disappeared as in a dream leaving me the fading image of her grace.
Ah, a dream perhaps, I am not certain, I remember her name as she told me so, but I dare not even repeat it to the flowers that were my witness. And then she disappeared as in a dream leaving me the fading image of her grace.
It was an honor to have made your acquaintance at the fencing yesterday. Thou haved a truly Romantic Soul dear sir. Your words touches ones heart. I do hope you will meet that mysterious lady again some times. Welcome to the secret society of the incurable romantics.Yours sincerely,Panacek P. Docteur, Incurable Romantic himself.
I am still hoping to fall asleep, or any other way to see her again, but can not find the damned field again...
"This is the stuff that dreams are made of..."Follow your dream, Milord!