An Ancient Secret
By Craig Wilson
The smoke clears and I find myself in a café.
Yet, I do not recall going to this little café.
I am sitting at a table and with a young lady.
The lady is wearing a coat and a small hat.
In a hushed tone, she tells me a small secret.
She says there is a hidden treasure in a cave.
This is odd as there aren’t any caves around.
She gives me the treasure map for safekeeping.
Slyly, I take the map off of her and bid her farewell.
When I leave the café, I also leave the dream as well.
The End
The above story is a loose
adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel
free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.
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