It was a lovely December morning in the faraway lands. The sun was shining and the birds were singing. A fresh breeze was gently blowing, carrying with it the fragrance of blossoming flowers. On an old worn out wooden bench under a huge tree were sitting two young friends.
One said to the other: "Tell me a story, Chris."
So Chris began: "It was a lovely December morning in the faraway lands. The sun was shining and the birds were singing. A fresh breeze was gently blowing, carrying with it the fragrance of blossoming flowers. On an old worn out wooden bench under a huge tree were sitting two young friends.
One said to the other: "Tell me a story, Chris."
So Chris began: "It was a lovely December morning................................."
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A 4-dimensional map??? Girl, don't blame me for unfolding something I don't even know about! :D
Btw, it's great to know that your imagination has so many dimensions. I envy you, Dear Charos! :)
Dear Charos,
"...Place that no eye has ever seen, place that no heart has ever perceived..." :) -------> Your sentence shows that you know about that place a lot. If you have never been there, how do you know this much? :D
Girl, you must be hiding a big secret! I'm good in keeping secrets. You can share, if you have any! :D
@Sema,
Thank you so much for liking my silly story. It's so kind of you.
And your name is beautiful, too. :)
@Your death angel,
Oh...got it... thank you!
@Asma,
Umm...well.... I don't know if you can consider this story "metaphorical". It's just a silly story. Don't think too much about it, Asmooo! :)
Girl, you've asked SO MANY questions!! I'll try to reply when I've enough free time.;)
And please don't wait for the rest. You'll become old but this story wouldn't end. ;)
Thank you so much dear for passing by. So sweet of you!
What does "YW" mean, You death Angel?
There is no remaining story, Deepa. This story continues to have same parts again and again. It's a story that NEVER ENDS!
Thanks dear for taking time to read and comment. I appreciate it!
@Charos, Such perfectly pleasant mornings are common even in December in faraway lands. :) And that place's name is Dreamland. How did you know it's exact name? Have you ever been to Dreamland? Girl, you surely know a lot! :)
Thanks dear for passing by and for your fabulous comment!
@Your death angel, thanks for your opinion. :)
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