Literature
Wonderland
Jack slowly stirred, clinging to his dream, it had been an amazing dream and he didn't want it to end. He tried desperately to hold onto it. Holding the shining moment in his head for a second later, before it was gone, off to wherever all forgotten dreams go. As he became more aware of the waking world Jack noticed that he was extremely warm, far warmer than he usually was when he woke. He shifted slightly and something rubbed against his back, something warm and soft…fur? Then it hit him, memories of the last night rushing back to him.
"It wasn't a dream" Jack whispered to himself, his voice filled with wonder, almost unable to believe the