It was dark when i woke up, I felt myself falling far down a pitch black tunnel, I landed on something soft I think and immediately sat up in a bed, I screamed into the night until I passed out and I found myself in a strange world. Butterflies hovered above me, circling the luminous ceiling, flowers encased me like walls and my bed had become a lily rested on a small pond, I didn't dare stand lest I tumble into the water, the serenity vanished the walls crept into sandstone and began to crumble until I was staring at a baron wasteland, a boy; no a man, approached and helped me to my feet, brushing the sand off my night clothes, I collapsed in his arms and thats all I remember.
Until now.
