The Dreams Of A ChildI've dreamed of the land beyond the Wardrobe. Oh, how I've longed to join those at the thrones of Cair Paravel. Imagine closing your eyes, stepping through a door, and being transported into a land, with prosper and hope.More Like This
It's a shame there aren't enough thrones for me.
I've waited endless nights for Peter to take my hand, lead me out of my bedroom window and fly me away. He'd look to me as we flew across the sky, leaving it all behind. He'd smile. 'Where are you going?' I can picture the adults calling after us. 'Neverland!' we'd shout, and laugh the night away.
A place I'll never visit with a person I'd never be able to grow old with.
I can't tell you how many times I've imagined climbing into a scarlet steam train, settling myself down next to a smallish boy no older than me. A diamond in the rough, he couldn't see just how precious he was. He'd be the type of person to never leave your side, to protect you from the darkness.
I could use a hero like that.
'They're painting the roses