Crossing the line between reality and fantasy - An Open Expressions Entry |
Reverie I laid upon the river bank and watched a swirling cloud. Into its whirling shapes I sank; imagination's shroud. There mighty Pegasus stood proud, this horse of ancient lore, his wings unfurled, his head unbowed as he prepared to soar. I sat astride his muscled back as he launched into flight between the earth and endless black and yet, I felt no fright. Across the dappled ocean blue toward shores of emerald green in joyful union on we flew toward the horizon's sheen. We journeyed through distance and time until I saw, at last, the hills begin their skyward climb to Olympus and the past! Within the mountain's heart of stone free from earthly care sat ancient Zeus upon his throne as lightning split the air. Forgotten in the lonely mists, protected by earth's castle, he waits to prove that he exists as god and not a vassal. The sound of thunder awoke me. I sat up with a start shattering my reverie and yet, doubt filled my heart ... Was this no more than fantasy; a dream within my brain? Within my clenched hand, I could see a golden strand of mane. An entry in "Invalid Item" . Prompt: Open Line Limit: None Line Count: 36 |