There is a very amazing thing called the helper, it is something that few people know of in our dimension. It is a street between reality and wonder. The way that opens a change in reason and history. Nathen was using "The Helper". He was at peace in the light until he felt sick, like when you tale medicine that makes you loopy
and you can't understand anything that is happening. Everything that made sence, time moving forward, second by second, minute by minute.
Now there was nothing, just everything scattered, when you tried to understand one thing, you couldn't, you could never seem to focus on one thing without opening a new series of unanswered questions. This was going on for not a matter of time, for I can just skip this nonsence as no matter of time could ever attept to describe or retain it. Then, it was over. Nathen was lifted up onto sence, and fact, he felt a warm light and then, he was home. Not home, he was back to reality, but things were not the same. He was in a dimension like his own, but the time seemed worn and beautifully old.
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The Wind
FantasyWhen a boy is hit by a gust of wind and wakes up as a completely different person he's confused to say the least. Not to mention he's on a beach in the middle of nowhere! He wakes up in bed. but something tells him it's wasn't a dream. He is determi...
