the sun didn’t shine down through the leaves it went prismatic as it burst around the crystalline tools of photosynthesizing reality into palatable pieces of energy

above soar winged mares of daylight personified on the breath of sleeping giants whose bones make up the mountains and heartbeat heats the cold soil

the princess is in another castle the knight become damsel in distress as another crocodile filled moat of ragged destiny sinks like a sword clutched in dainty hands

high fantasy on phantasmal seas, oarless on the red tinged waters of whimsy beneath the eyes of weeping gods with tears like meteors crushing hapless souls