An Amazingly Random Slice

Just A Little Kid

Down the basement is a door

That opens the only gate and path

To a realm of forgotten lore

Where the gelid winter unleashes its wrath

With mittened hands and cap drawn low

I shoved my fear and summoned my courage

Even if no one knows what foe

Awaits me in the freezing rage

I took a step and surprisingly

The blizzard embraced me violently

To slightly warm things up

I hummed a merry chantey

On the highest peak of the Anivian mountain

Visibly stood the silhouette of the Fallen Maiden

Forever stuck in black frost and with no escape

She gazed at the endless terrain of thick snow

Unsuspecting of any danger

I ran to draw myself nearer

To capture a glimpse clearer

Of an existence that is truly mystifying

But in the midst of my track

Like waking up from a beautiful illusion

Everything faded into figments

Of a memory created by my imagination

I was just a little kid

And definitely it was just a basement door

Dosed with fantasy

That'll never cross with reality