Sunday, March 3, 2013

The Neverending Story: Fantastica in My Imagination


    The waterfall is enormous and forte. It sings with the pines in the forest as the wind runs by. The gnomes take showers under the huge and plentiful water drops as they falls on the gnomes like the rain of a storm. The waterfall slows down as it gradually becomes a river. The river is peaceful but rich with lives. The pandas collect bamboos for their babies by the river. The male beetles with beautiful, wide butterfly wings fly freely and flirt playfully with the cute, fat caterpillars that are enjoying sun bath. Bastian, the human hero, picnics with the Moon Child on the flat land by the river. They are talking about the new world without the Nothing. The green grass tickles Bastian’s back when he lies down and the flowers bloom beside his head. The mountains surround them like a bowl and the pine trees are tall and straight, shooting into the sky like a rocket. 
    At night, the sun does not go down and there is no moon or stars. But everything becomes an underwater play land. The sea water floods the bowl and blocks out the strong sun light, and everything is able to live underwater at night. The sea water is calmer and less salty near the bottom, the ground, than the surface. Every land creatures go to sleep at night, excluding the living things in the ocean. They swim around peacefully with no land creatures bothering them. All kinds of fishes meet at night with each other and play and sing. However, when the day time comes and the sea water ebbs, the fishes go to rest quietly until it is night time again. 

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