Bit of an experiment here. I just wanna see if you guys like it. If you do, I may continue. =D
Chapter 1
It was early in the morning, before Gwen came in to wake Morgana, but Morgana was already up and drawing. There were a lot of things people didn't know about Morgana. One was that she had been a keen artist since she was a young girl. She had a dream, but it wasn't a nightmare. She was drawing a man she saw in her dream. He had frizzy, orange hair and emerald-green eyes, chalk white skin and a toothy grin, He had a large top hat upon his head and his eyes were slightly off the centre. Morgana couldn't really remember much about him from the dream, other than the fact that he called himself 'The Hatter' and sat having tea in the middle of a forest with a talking door-mouse and a rabbit. The door opened and Gwen entered the room.
"Morning Morgana," she smiled brightly, placing her breakfast down on the oak table. She looked at the picture Morgana was drawing. "That's good. Who is it supposed to be of?"
"A man I saw in my dream last night." Morgana said, not looking up from the page. Gwen sighed.
"Did you have another nightmare?" she asked. "You should have called me." Morgana laughed and looked up at Gwen, rubbing her arm.
"No Gwen," she said gently. "It was only a dream."
"Oh," she smiled. "He looks very strange."
"He was," Morgana grinned, looking down at her drawing. "He sat in the middle of a forest having tea with a talking door-mouse and a rabbit. He was called 'The Hatter' and he had the oddest way of speaking."
"Talking animals?" Gwen smiled, making the bed. "Whatever will you dream up next Morgana?" Morgana looked down at the page again and smiled.
"He was so sweet," she smiled. "I doubt a real man could ever be so considerate." Gwen looked up and sighed.
"That's the problem with dreams," she smiled. "They're not real."