I wish I could enter a landscape where there would be no one else. It would be a cold winterland and everything would be covered in snow. The sky would be azure or deep deep dark blue, almost purple or amaranth. It would be silent, only the beating of my own heartbeat, breath and steps would be heard. No one would be there to hurt or to support me. At the nights, the Aurora Borealis would dance across the sky, like dancers casting mesmerizing spells. I would be alone, but I wouldn't feel sad because I would not know how it would be to not be alone.
I would have been a mage, one that masters white and black magic. In addition I would be able to summon creatures.
But I would be alone. No one else would be near to see the marvelous landscape that I would be in.
I would enter a landscape, cold as ice, with little flakes of sorrow fluttering around. Winter flowers named Loneliness would blossom all over, singing their lonely song. The sky would be crying unseen and unfelt tears. Flying across the distant, far off sky would bird called Memories do. Some would fly high and fast, and disappear quickly. But the heaviest and most dangerous ones would hunt the ones chirping and drown them in the sea of Sadness. At this place I would feel at home, and I would name the place My Heart.
