A Perfect Night

A perfect night. Most would say a bright moonlight with the jasmines in they're full bloom and the scent all over the place, crickets singing and owls hooting while you and your loved one look into the emptiness. But that is too cliched. I like to think in a different way you know. I like to bring the aspect of fantasy into our lives, otherwise lifge would be so mundayne.

For me a perfect night would be a dark night, lit only by the streaks of light that escaped from the cloudy blinds. I would like to be in the forest, my feet cooled by the wet moss and my body enclosed in the chilling breeze. Alone and my senses bombarded with the different beauties of nature. Pixies and gnomes out in the dark forest floor looking for they're treasures and faries singing songs of midnight magic.(i knoe it sounds girly...but cmon...even The Beast has a soft side....bear with me please!!:D).

And at the stoke of midnight, like a rehearsed theatre performance, the clouds clear and the moon shines down its magical light with all its glory. The light strikes my face and gives a warmth ever so welcome. And it is them i see. The magical creatures of the night, the guardians of the night. The wolves covered in white snowy fur, eyes black as the night and their call....ever so majestic. They call all those who in pain....all those who need love....all those who suffer. Tis hard to move away from that call. I move across the woods and into the plains I enter. I see these majestic beasts waiting for me....the look in their eyes....it is like that when you see a long lost brother. A feeling of joy overcomes my ravaged mind. A feeling to dance comes into my mind. Like the wind i move....and with me my brothers dance. Yes dear readers.....my perfect night is like that....the night I dance with the wolves.

For those unfamiliar....the symbol of dancing with the wolves was once the sign of approaching death....peaceful and honourable death. Warriors from time immortal have fought their way to glory just to see that dream.....the dream of dancing with the wolves.

Till next time...another fantasy...another story!!:D

"The moment you stop dreaming......is the moment you lose your soul!!"--The Beast