read
write
members
about
account

 

datedatememberrandomsearch

February 2, 2002
A little boy wanders through the woods by his home. Alone with only his imagination, he builds another home, not of wood but of woodland, lakes, streams, and all life about it. He looks at the lake and imagines small ship set asail. He looks to the shoreline and sees ports upon which others can gaze upon the ships. The paths he walks upon are shared with caravans of those people, scouring the region acre by acre. It's a beautiful place to create not just a world but stories to enliven until the sunset and the boy leaves this world.