Imagination

​Majestic moutains cover the land for miles, distant villages afar. 

There once was a little boy who lies in his little bed, in the hallway he calls his room, with nothing behind the curtain that hangs on the wall. There was only him and his blanket not even a toy, but the boy saw a castle instead of four walls. His blanket made mountains with villages and people with names. This little boy was so fragile yet his imagination was vast and he thought he had everything.

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