At the dead of midnight it was freezing cold and all that could be heard was silence. The building was as dark as coal, hidden in the dark like it was never there. There was a pale, little girl with dark short hair that was as dark as a black hole. Her pjamas were as grey as a wombat. In the tatty window a warm light came closer and closer until it was next to it. The quirky, magical fairy opened the window a teeny bit to peer through.
The unique, thin man was gazing at the heavy-eyed children from the sizable window. His wings were beating like a butterfly. He stared at the children in their cosy, comfy beds and he spotted a single bed.
His legs were as thin as string helping him stand on the rickety window. His head was bald and his wings were delicate and transparent with little veins running through them. He was a kind, lovely man who wanted to spread happiness in dreams.
He then laid an old strange bag and opened it to see what looked like some minuscule suns with a liquid that looks like boiling lava.
His legs were as thin as string helping him stand on the rickety window. His head was bald and his wings were delicate and transparent with little veins running through them. He was a kind, lovely man who wanted to spread happiness in dreams.
He then laid an old strange bag and opened it to see what looked like some minuscule suns with a liquid that looks like boiling lava.
The unique, thin man was gazing at the heavy-eyed children from the sizable window. His wings were beating like a butterfly. He stared at the children in their cosy, comfy beds and he spotted a single bed.
His legs were as thin as string helping him stand on the rickety window. His head was bald and his wings were delicate and transparent with little veins running through them. He was a kind, lovely man who wanted to spread happiness in dreams.
He then laid an old strange bag and opened it to see what looked like some minuscule suns with a liquid that looks like boiling lava.
His legs were as thin as string helping him stand on the rickety window. His head was bald and his wings were delicate and transparent with little veins running through them. He was a kind, lovely man who wanted to spread happiness in dreams.
He then laid an old strange bag and opened it to see what looked like some minuscule suns with a liquid that looks like boiling lava.
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The glowing liquid slowly dripped into the pair of shoes. The egg was cracked and at the top it was bumpy. It was exciting to see what the liquid would turn into. The liquid was slow in fact almost too slow! The egg almost broke and if it did it would be bad.The shoe turned gold! A ballerina popped out of nowhere! The girl was as beautiful as twinkly lights. She went everywhere around the bed.
The shiny girl danced gracefully. It was wonderful. She was tiny and had thin arms. She was a dream. The sleeping girl dreamed of the amazing ballerina, feeling like she could achieve her dreams.
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The magical dream giver cracked one of the luminous eggs and the gooey, glistening liquid substance fell onto the boy's favourite book about space.
Everything started to turn dark suddenly sparkly flex scattered rapidly into the air and the spaceman was swirling around in a purple vortex. The liquid had turned the spaceman from the story book into something almost real! It seemed like the spaceman was connected to the little boy because he was smiling and feeling excited. He was having the best dream ever! It was legendary...
Everything started to turn dark suddenly sparkly flex scattered rapidly into the air and the spaceman was swirling around in a purple vortex. The liquid had turned the spaceman from the story book into something almost real! It seemed like the spaceman was connected to the little boy because he was smiling and feeling excited. He was having the best dream ever! It was legendary...
The magical dream giver cracked one of the luminous eggs and the gooey, glistening liquid substance fell onto the boy's favourite book about space.
Everything started to turn dark suddenly sparkly flex scattered rapidly into the air and the spaceman was swirling around in a purple vortex. The liquid had turned the spaceman from the story book into something almost real! It seemed like the spaceman was connected to the little boy because he was smiling and feeling excited. He was having the best dream ever! It was legendary...
Everything started to turn dark suddenly sparkly flex scattered rapidly into the air and the spaceman was swirling around in a purple vortex. The liquid had turned the spaceman from the story book into something almost real! It seemed like the spaceman was connected to the little boy because he was smiling and feeling excited. He was having the best dream ever! It was legendary...
That mythical night the magical, mysterious dream giver cracked another one of his golden, glowiny eggs.A few seconds later out of the gloom some sporty baseball players appeared on the bouncy bed.
The powerful, professional players glowing as bright as a lamp started their game on the boy’s bed whilst he was sleeping as deeply as a wombat. The vibrant players were hitting so many home runs that they almost beat the world record for highest score in baseball. Do you think you could score that many home runs?
The sleepy, smiling boy was enjoying his dream but then suddenly the other little boy moved his leg and accidentally nudged an egg. The egg rolled and rolled until it fell off the bed...
The powerful, professional players glowing as bright as a lamp started their game on the boy’s bed whilst he was sleeping as deeply as a wombat. The vibrant players were hitting so many home runs that they almost beat the world record for highest score in baseball. Do you think you could score that many home runs?
The sleepy, smiling boy was enjoying his dream but then suddenly the other little boy moved his leg and accidentally nudged an egg. The egg rolled and rolled until it fell off the bed...
Tumbling rapidly through the air the egg smashed loudly on the terrifying shadow serpent book. The egg smelt disgusting and the shell broke into miniature pieces. The egg was everywhere. The egg yolk made the book as bright as the sun. The dream giver saw the brightness of the book and he worriedly put his old hands on his cheeks. He was scared about what might happen to the little boy’s dream.
Suddenly a bright purple tornado sparkled brightly, so bright that the dream giver exploded out of the window. The dream giver came back confused because the brave spaceman had disappeared...The dream giver had a stupid but clever idea to go in the sparkling tornado!
Suddenly a bright purple tornado sparkled brightly, so bright that the dream giver exploded out of the window. The dream giver came back confused because the brave spaceman had disappeared...The dream giver had a stupid but clever idea to go in the sparkling tornado!