I wake to feel the sun on my face, the removal of darkness, the power of light. A new day. I call to my fairy butler, "please deliver my cafe, sir." A shimmering presence fills the air with lime green electricity. The cafe is served and my senses rejoice. I am back in the "world" again.
Lovers, dreamers, fools and teachers.... welcome to my blog.
2 comments:
Really promising start, fairy. I can't wait to see where your journey will take me. More cafe, please!
My fairy butler is very loyal Lion King and not fond of ugliness. Hmmm, the uncivilized....well it depends on what you mean by that. He may choose to visit anyone he likes really, but he loves me best. I am his master, his muse, his mother and his father. His world, really. I am a lucky man.Ah, and you ask about my appearance. I am dull, medium sized, but my aura is vibrant. This is why it is hard for me to meet women. I appear to be nothing special.
Oh, my cafe is ready. Excuse me.
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