Week 11 Story: A Dream
A few days ago. I made a dream, in that dream, I went and indulged in a fantasy world. A huge beach pea grew in the world. A man fell asleep in the pod of that beach pea. I was surprised by the peace of this world since there are no animals in my vision. Trees, brooks, and breezes were full in the area. At the time that I was curious about why this place has no other lives. A raven had appeared. As the raven stopped, he lifted one of his wings and pushed up the beak, as though it were a mask. Suddenly, the raven changed to a human. He looks just like a gentleman, kind, and sagacious. He smiled and asked, "Hi traveler, welcome to ancient Alaska." I replied, "Who are you? Are you a spirit?" He said, "No, I am the god of Alaska, my name is Raven. My job is to create creatures and laws for this area." "Wow, that would be a defiantly amazing job. However, I think you will face many problems as you do what you need to do." I share my idea with him...