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as you open your eyes you feel a sharp breath on your neck.
as you look around and feel the warm breeze on your legs you look down only to realize your not wearing any thing, but no mater it seems as tho you have no genitalia. now that you look closer you have no hair on your body other than short almost buzzed hair on top of your head your body is a pale blue color with humanoid features. you walk over to admire your strange body in the reflection of a pond you found.
you look up and all around you, the sky is a marvelous pink color almost like a sunset there is grass and trees and bushes that are all perfectly manicured. Some of the bushes are shaped like things but you can't tell what exactly. There's a red brick path that winds off into the distance with fountains lining the path with the most beautiful creatures you have ever seen.
soft classical music plays it seems to surround you and fill you with warmth and love. it all seems so familiar.
you walk towards the path, the green grass is soft under your feet, the sun is warm on your body as you make your way towards the path, the air is fresh and the brick path is cast in shade by the trees. as you get to the path you see under a tree there is a pile of things that look like cloth, you go to pick it up and notice it's a White tunic-like garment with gold embroidery. pulling it on you notice how thin the material is breathable thin and flowy, perfect for the warmth the star in the sky gives off. the other piece of cloth is thicker and appears to be a blanket that doubles as a cote.
it's wonderful all of it the beautiful landscape the clothes the beauty of it all.
you start to walk down the path as you look around at the different trees bushes and flowers. well on your way you run across a lamp, you light it as the sky grows darker. you soon run across a bridge to a small island with a sole willow tree atop it lit up by lightning bugs. hanging from to low branches of the beautiful old willow is a hammock. sleepy you climb across the bridge and up the small hill to the willow all well unbuttoning the jacket.
settling in to the hammock the distant classical music gets a bit louder as you look up in aw at the stars above. warm safe and full of love you slowly dose of all well the wind rocks you to sleep and the stars above serenade you with soft music. and as you close your eyes you know your safe.