I awoke with my face smooshed into the ground and open my eyes to see my bright vivid glass. It hurt my eyes unit I lifted my head...My left cheek feels wet, I must've drooled. I crawl to the center and open up a very large, pink metal box that is locked by a combination lock. I put me face a few inches away from the lock and turn the dial to enter the code 17-23-2 and open the lock. "Time to decorate, I've had enough darkness!" I yell out loud while scavenging through my overly sized box.
I pull out some tubes of acrylic paint of bright colors that bring me joy as I stare at them, paint brushes, several small marble shelf lamps the size of my palm, wall brackets, my special knife and other little knick knacks and set them aside as I close the box without locking it just in case. What to do first? Just to avoid messing up the ground, I pull out a plastic tarp and cover my ground and change from my dress into a dinosaur shirt and some green sweat pants.
Since my circle world has a wall and a ceiling or roof that is transparent and I can see the pitch black darkness behind it, I decided to paint it so I will no longer be able to see the darkness. I paint the entire wall and ceiling White except for one square that I leave alone as a window and cover with a piece of cloth that will act as a curtain.
I start to set up lamps at the bottom and top of my world to bring some light to this depressing darkness...I look down and notice that I have one thing left...My special knife. I bend down and pick it up, twiddling it in my hand and running my fingers across the blade then hanging it up where it looks perfect...it looks like a sword that glimmers in light.
I throw myself onto the ground and look around...my world looks way better. And now that I think of it, I feel a little less lonely or sad now that it's brighter and no longer dark. I put all my paint and plastic back into my box and pull out a large pillow, a blanket, and a smaller pillow and set it to one part of my circle. It's my bed now. A place to sleep comfortably.
I chuckle at everything at the moment. Little by little it's becoming more like a normal human beings home. I suppose that I'm close enough to a home.
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Hearts of Glass and Fire
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