Sonia the Hedgehog: My beautiful prison
"Contemplative"
A harmonic duet was formed by the voices of the river and the wind,
Peaceful walks became routine, plants of all shapes and sizes greeted me with their majesty,
The shy marks of my footprints influenced the clean surface of the humid mud,
Caves and paths awaited me, natural havens to rest and forget,
Occasional findings delighted my sight, foreign trees stared at me with curiosity,
There was not only green, antique structures invaded the horizon,
Hallways, lounges and other rooms opaqued the jungle with jealousy,
Ancient books rested on tall shelves, waiting to be known, keepers of dreamed knowledge,
Clouds of intrusive dust were the price to pay for the key to freedom,
The texts spoke with mastery and technique, virtues I welcomely adopted,
Hours felt like seconds at the vastness of the new, unexpected tricks and discoveries,
My tired mind starved for rest, the pools inside the jungle deserved to satiate that hunger,
The coldness of the water fought the warmth of my suit, engineered to survive,
My destiny laid on the hands of the gentle manners of the static water,
Tranquil thoughts opened a new reality, temporary and reachable by calmness,
Brave stars appeared on the spots free of the coverage of the proud trees,
That was a message, it was time to leave the fantasy and go to another,
Back on my room, I was waiting for the next world, dictated by the rules of my dreams,
My hands brandished a sword, bright as the sun and light as a feather,
And a cougar was there, she was enigmatic yet familiar, her red dress was marvelous, she was accompanied by a young, orange furred raccoon, an image I disregarded at the moment.