Green.It's green.The pastel colors of the sky's sunrise illuminate with the water of the lake between the train.
So that's the marvelous train.The train with its green color and greatly big and loud engine.The smoke coming out of it,making you cough.
As you walk past the sunburnt crops and flowers bloomed out of the ground,like a balloon popping or a drop of water that splashes on a hard surface,your heart is beating loudly.
There are a lot of trees with flowers like hydrangeas and cherry flowers and many fruits such as oranges and lemons and beautiful red colored apples.
Birds are chirping and beautiful butterflies fly above your head,with their colorful wings sparkling like crystals.
Where can you see that magestic view?
At the station.At the station of the Train of Thought.
The train is ready to leave.
A picture comes into your brain.
It's a timetable.It informs that it's time to hurry.You ran inside the train and there the magic begins...
The view was truly beautiful but what is most admired about The Train Of Thought is its powers.Whenever you enter it,your thoughts are free for everyone to see.
A woman wearing a black dress,covering her long legs,and a huge red flower on her right ear,while sporting very bright blue eyeliner,is thinking about a person.You see a caramel colored face floating above her head.This woman is thinking about a boy,while another old man is thinking about a woman and a girl is thinking of her garden and a beautiful honey colored dog.
You look around,astonished by the beautiful view.
Little pictures of people,places and things are floating above everyone's head.You wonder what's floating above yours.Probably you're still thinking about the terrific view.You smile.Everything is perfect there.But your smile suddenly fades away when you see a boy.He has brown eyes and black hair.He's sitting on his own.But the strangest thing of all is,that nothing floats above his head.
"How can he not think?"you ask yourself.You walk towards him.The boy looks up,his eyes blank.You talk to him and ask him why isn't he thinking of anything.He says he's troubled,confused,that he had a lot of time to go outside.He closes his eyes and takes deep breaths.You decide to tell him a story about yourself and how you got lost somewhere,to soothe him,let him know that he's not alone.You tell him more stories and suddenly you see a star starting to float above his head.Then galaxies and people and mythical creatures.Your stories gave him inspiration and imagination invaded his mind.He makes up stories and adventures and beautiful fairytales.The train stops.You arrived at your destination.You say goodbye to the boy and he thanks you.You ran towards the door but before you leave you give a last glance at the boy.You smile.
A small picture of you is floating above his head and he smiles back.
~The End~
