A Wondrous Imagination

The child stared up at the ceiling, wondrous, magnificent things danced through the air, taking the child's breath away. Dreams, figments of the imagination, they take you places, make you feel alive. The solar system, shining above the child's head, while the sea, full of amazing creatures flowed under their feet. So much to take in, but all powers of the imagination. The books, piled all over the floor, as the child fought monsters. "Daddy, can you tell me one more story? Please, daddy!" the child would say every night, "Okay, but only one more." Over time, the child's imagination grew and grew, summoning the most creative scenery, the most unbelievable creatures. They would appear everywhere, taking them on fantastic trips. Their childhood would never end, every day a new adventure would arise, keeping the child's imagination alive. They would dream of saving lives, traveling the world, being a superhero! The imagination can keep coming up with great things, it's so amazing. The child would tell their parents every night what they had done that day, "So, what did you do today?" their parents would ask, "Today, I fought a dragon, and then it became my friend! And we traveled the world saving people from evil!" "Wow, that sure sounds amazing!" they would tell their sweet child. Every day it was something new, a new book, a new adventure, and they could never wait for the next day. But that's just the art of a child's imagination.