acum cateva zile am umblat prin calculator si am gasit, spre surpprinderea mea, o mica povestioara scrisa de mine acum vreo 5 ani… m-am amuzat destul de mult cand am citit-o, dar pe de alta parte am realizat si ce influenta au avut desenele animate asupra mea… astept o parere despre ce am scris..
Just a story
30.04.07 by KyT_Ty
…and when I opened the window and throughout my eyes at the sky I felt as if time was going faster, running away from something or someone… it was just like in a dream… But then I saw something! I couldn’t believe my eyes: there was something in the sky, it looked very small and fragile thing, but it looked so innocent and pure that… that attracts your attention in just few moments.
The next second l left my room. I was in a field, a flower field, a rose field.
“I’ve never seen so many wonderful roses.”, I said with a low voice, “I wonder who is taking care of them.”
“We are! We are!” answered a pack of little voices…
I looked around a little scared but at the time curious… I saw no one! Only the bed of roses and a small forest, not too far away.
My enthusiasm was growing as the sun was setting and the blue sky was turning faster to a million, no… a zillion colors. The garden looked so… so fabulous.
As I walked around it I heard nothing but the bugs and saw butterflies. I was so captured by the scene that I completely forgotten by the strange voices, but when I turned a little thing was looking at me. It was just like a playful light ball, shinning very bright.
“Hello!” said the little shinning ball.
I was amazed by the little “creature”, but I was speechless. Soon the little ball turned into a little elf with a green and red costume and had beautifully colored wings.
Giggling, she said: “Come on! Follow me! Hurry up! Come on, don’t fall behind!”
She took me towards the forest.
After carefully passing through the long field of roses we entered the noisy forest.
The forest was full of life: there were all sorts of bugs and insects watching me and talking, talking about something, but I couldn’t match the words. I only heard something about a savior and a prophecy.
“Hello!” she said, “We’ve been waiting for you for a long time now.”
”What do you mean? Where am I? Who are you? Or what are you?” I asked very inpatient.
She looks at me with a disappointed face, but still trying to smile and said: “Don’t worry! I know that you will soon remember everything and …..”, but before she could finish the sentence she added “I forget to present myself: my name is Srawbelly, I am one of the Six Guardians of the Dreams.
