Nov 13, 2009

My boy, my dear boy. I hope this letter gets to you. The fate of your happiness depends on whether you read this. There's this place of grandeur, hidden deep within the highest mountanous forests. Where dreams are a reality. faeries and elves roam in the trees, blossoming flowers and causing mischief. Great warriors of every kind live there, living in the shadows, all with the mindset of their creator. Finding this place has been an issue for all dream goers. They spend all their lives searching for this place, everytime turning bitter, losing the creativity that created their childhood friends. As they turn bitter, the darkness is their minds feeds on the happiness that made these creatures. These creatures writhe in pain as the darkness consumes their purity, turning them into horrible creatures, hellbent on destroying the dream paradise. If they can't find it, no one can. Now, Stories say if you have these three things, the location of paradise will be given.

A dash of reversing hate

will be in your fate

Save the happiest from sadness

naught you'll turn to madness

Take the forgotten locket

and place it in its handlers socket

With these, paradise will please

and your journey will go with ease.

This is the secret of getting into the Paradise of Dreams. I coud never find it, Now my bitterness has come at a cost. My grandchild, my boy Parker. Please find this paradise and tell me about when you see me again.

,Grandpa Marcus