Lyra’s dream
16.7.2018. | Mindful childhoodLyra rubbed her eyes. She hoped all this is a dream. But next to her, a girl was sleeping, and next to her a boy and a few more children. I’m still here…
Lyra rubbed her eyes. She hoped all this is a dream. But next to her, a girl was sleeping, and next to her a boy and a few more children. I’m still here…
- Your Highness! Stop! Please! - the old court master was begging the girl who was running as fast as she could. Her two court ladies were running after her, a younger one and the older, but the girl was already far away.
- Hey, wait a minute! What did I do to deserve this? - he asked her and deeply gazed into her eyes.
At that moment, someone put hand on his shoulder and Ian froze because he was sure he was home alone.
- Nothing. I don’t remember. But it’s really not nice what we do that to the animals. We go after them armed and they didn’t do a thing to us. Why, mom? Why is that called sport when the fight isn’t fair at all?