| A girl starts down a path, rarely trodden.The sun is low in the sky, dusk being not far off, when she spies a large, gray rabbit, hopping down the path in front of her. She had never seen a rabbit up close before so she decided then and there that she wouldn't let it out of her sight until she caught up with it. And so it was that over the next half hour, she noticed not the lovel'y butterflys, which circled her for some five or six minuets, their iridescent wings emmiting a strange but lovely dust, which swirled and sparkled before falling to the ground. Nor did she stop to watch as the baby dragons, encouraged by their mother, push their way out of their small worlds of whaite and exchange them for the large and mysteriouse world of color. Nor did she give a thought to the magical sunset which, momentarily at least, filled the sky with shining blues, purples, reds, golds, and silver clouds. All she saw was the large, gray, rabbit. And that is all some people will ever see... |
