The Dream Today Forgot
To dream means to rest
Tonight for tomorrow
You achieve the world.
Dream Forever- Chuck Rodgers Project
Fresh loam pressed in between the meat of webbed toes and tickled the rest of his bare feet with cold. Greenish veins pulsed through the webs in the thunderous pumping of his excited heart. Rodger Nimes did not dare himself to move. This was his dream and he’ll keep it in a strong grasp for as long he could. Swim free and strong Rodger, until you reach the bottom of the river. Swim free, swim free, swim free!
A choking sob of joyous laughter burst from his chest. One minute and dusty sound flowed over the wet howling of surging water before him. Birds of paradise happily cawed amongst themselves on the other side of the river. Each was adorned with a strange crown like a cockatoo but feathered with such exquisite colors; he did not believe such hues were found on those ghostly birds.
Sing with the birds! Swim free in the river!
Behind him a crow called out in flight. Leaves rustled off of the branches as if disturbed. Warm air carried them high above his head until they landed drunkenly into the water. They were immediately submerged by the rough current and out of his sight. He caught a final glimpse the large black wings shimmering to the south.
It doesn't fit the title of the drawing because all of that above is going to change. If I decide to do something with this piece. The land is going to be just a little bleaker but no less wondrous and... Worth the ride, let's put it that way.
Happy Flip will also return.