My Fantasy Tale
By Craig Wilson
When the smoke clears, the world looks different.
I see that the world resembles a fantasy setting.
I walk around, confused, looking for help.
I see my reflection; I see I’m a young mage girl.
This magical town is predominantly mixed-race.
Thus, I casually enter the local tavern at random.
The music in this establishment is upbeat.
People are forming their own little parties.
I can't decide which party to join, however.
I join a ladies' team; one of them is a wildcat.
The alarm goes off, and I quickly wake up.
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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