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Prompt-World of Fantasy.
The world around me was gorgeous, it's beauty was ethereal. I felt like if I touched a flower, even lightly, it would crumble in my fingers. Butterflies in all colors circled around my head. As if dancing the waltz with each other. The sky was a pale blue, that looked as perfect as if it was painted by Vincent Van Gough's own hand. There was a pond to the left of me that was as calm as a sleeping baby. Trees were still as can be, the deverse colors mixing in my mind to make a world so beautiful that words couldn't describe it. Flowers grew everywhere never failing to amaze me with their scents and colors. As I walked down the lane I saw squirells, and dear munching on the grass with their families. The animals were not timid in the least, I held out some cheerios from my pack and they came right up to me and ate out of my palm. I never want to leave, were my only thoughts. This heaven on earth that I found was perfect. Nothing could compare to it. Yet in the back of my mind I knew that I would be leaving soon. This beautiful paradise was temporary. I heard a voice then pulling me from the cloud nine that I was resting on. I tried to fight it, but alas I was prisoner to the voice. I awoke to my love wiping tears from my eyes, asking what was wrong. All I could reply with was nothing at all. Everything was perfect, even if I would never see my utopia again.