Dreamer
Dreamer
By: oHo (fwee)
Disclaimer: Fujimaki is the god of KNB and I’m merely a devoted fangirl
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“You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one. I hope someday you'll join us. And the world will live as one.” ― John Lennon
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Once, he is in his own world dreaming a library in his middle school with the windows showing beach outside making him relaxed. He knows that is his dream since all the book there is flying and he can took it from the ground just by a swipe of his hand. Just like a magic in fantasy books he once read.
One day he took the time to explore all the nook until he found a blue door that looks like a sky behind a window. How it can be there? Don’t ask him, he too want to know but hey, it’s a dream.
And now he is once again in a void space with it’s only habitants are stairs that are not even connected to each other and various kind of doors.
The other week he went inside a Door that painted with the color of night sky and oddly stars constellations.
Insides is not a room but rather a basketball park where the basket’s plank made by a tree. Many balls and high quality sport shoes scattered around. Despites all the things that screaming “boy’s properties” there is a tire swing bounded to a sakura tree’s bark. Around it there is girly mirror and colorful ties and food that somehow censored. He knows it’s a food though. Weird. He feels like going to someone’s private property. So he went outside and don’t want to go to another door.
But he is bored once again after he reads almost everything there is in the library dream. So he went out again. Tiptoe-ing this time. Trying if he can balance himself in all the scrambled stairs.
Then he see it
A red stairs. It’s so obviously looks like being painted with neon paints and besides, this stairs is the only stairs by far he saw is colored. Just like a cat’s curiousness he took a stand on it. And go down the path it made. It’s really going down and spiralling until his head banged another stairs.
What he see is by far not the normalest door he have seen. It has it’s own terrace with high fancy fence. And behind it is a big double maroon door that has the impressions like in the castles. To see a different in this void world, he feels like wanting to go inside.
Maybe inside is a big hall room with golden bars laying around. He didn’t know but the doors screaming wealth to him.
So he went inside without knocking.
