He strutted majestically to the nicely contained brooks,they were as clean as the milky sky,shimmering like the nightly stars.

The sights of the colourful fishes as they danced and hovered in the air before retreating back to the waters were such a delight.Only few worlds could that happen, ducks were calm,peaceful and nicely appareled and were bonuses to the awing sight.

He haughtily hobbled to the mountains, packed with rocks,not a tad of filth nor a jot of cankers.They were close to perfect,nicely shaped and surrounded with flowers

He sank in to the crispiness of the meadows,they smelled like bourbons,and had it not been that sofas were for nightly rests,he would gladly pass the night,no insects, no crawlings ,only butterflies that wafted through the edges.

He looked at the skies,they were all golden,no flaws, perfectly sculpted.The weathers were sane and temperate. All he needed was to tell the sky in gentle words, “rain”, and the sky would unmask it’s showers. They all obeyed him.

He shook his hands violently in to the winds, gently his feet left the grounds, and walked on nothing,he flied several miles towards a castle.

Made of solid gold, unusually structured, breath taking, greed arousing and haven of charming impossibilities.

He approached and the gates and they flung open as they chanted ” welcome master”.

He smiled whimsically and sighed.

He climbed in to a silver chamber, which wheeled him steadily to the main abode,they were muses of the old saturating the place,known to bring coyness to the soul,they went nonstoppedly until he disembarked the structure.

A soldier of eight servants all dashing and sparking welcomed him,perched him on their shoulders as they entered the castle.

He stood firmly on his feet as the servants retreated to whence they came from.He adjusted his golden robes and immediately they turned purple silver,that dazzled every passing seconds.

A damsel approached and with the calibers of a fairy goddess mouthed “My king!”

Every thing about her seemed unreal,for a beauty of such magnitude could not be fathomed, she smiled ,she became a happening fairytale.One that was sating and perfect.

He merely sheepishly stared ,he knew not what to do ,what were happening before him,if he took them in,he would thoroughly drive himself crazy,he was extremely overwhelmed.

She gently approached with her hands wide open,he decided to play along,eager to have a feel and test the veracity of this fairytale before him,then in seconds, it happened,their bodies collided in a warm embrace, and he was hugging and wrapping his hands around himself.

Everything had vanished in a second.

Peter was panting furiously, and sweating unrestrainedly.The sofa had broken underneath him,reduced in smithereens, he was in a ragged underwear, and Praise,his baby girl was holding a stick over him,all scared,shouting “Dad,pls,wake up!”, repeatedly.

He shook his head in utter disappointment.