What a beautiful piece of work. She always loved this as it reminded her of her vivid childhood imagination. She was always creative and felt a need to tell a story. She had vivid dreams as a kid of having lived within this intricate clock. She dreamt of running up and down singing to the Sound of Music.
Such happiness she had felt. Her grandmother had left her a key that she was to only use on her 30th birthday. And today was that day at long last. She took the key and inserted it on the side and turned it.
All of a sudden she shrunk and was inside the clock. She ran up to the tower opening the door. And before her stood her grandmother and her childhood dog. And she glowed.
Categories: childhood, family, photography, Psychology, supernatural, writing prompt
Wow!! 🙂
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que bonito, enhorabuena, me ha encantado, esta fantasia, ideal para cuento de cuna.
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Nanotechnology, writ large!
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