Vesotopia

"Welcome" the dragon said, "to Vesotopia".

       He was in his friends room just seconds before. How had he gotten here? He didn't know and nor did he care. He was curious. He followed the dragon.

       This was all too weird to him. An aroura of colors colored this land. They seemed to blend together. It made him happy the warm colors felt nice against his cold skin. The silver-paved road was one of promise and delight. Feeling he hasn't felt in a long time.

        The dragon lead him to a castle where a princess was waiting with a crown. "Here you are the king to my Queen.". He was confused about this but went along with it anyways.

         They walked into the castle. With every step they took, a piece of the floor tiling fell into place. Not even physically possible. For some reason, he didn't care or maybe he just wasn't capable of complicated thought here. The princess, or his "queen" showed him their room.

         It was aqua and sky blue themed, the room was. He loved blues. Even the most hideous of blues were nice to him. The sun looked at them from the window and winked. Now he was a little bit apprehensive about this new world. A sun is not supposed to have a personality. He knew that. The princess kissed his ghost-pale cheek, noticing his change in feeling of this new place.

         The dragon smiled a toothy, friendly grin ensuring safety here. "Step outside", said the princess, "Through the window. You wont fall. Trust me."

         He walked up to the window and jumped out, falling only four inches before landing safely on a cloud. Safe for the most part.

         He turned over on one side to figure out there was a huge gash in his other. How in the world? There was no sign of what caused the gaping skin wound.  He frantically searched for something to wrap it in but ofcourse there wouldnt be anything just sitting on a cloud. He looked down at it again to see that it had disappeared.

         Now this was too weird. It was a nightmare. He wanted to beleive it was a nigtmare. He closed his eyes hoping he would wake up from this madness.

         When he opened them it was night and he was in bed. relief struck him. He turned over on his side and screamed. "Whats wrong sweetheart?", the princess asked. he got up and ran from the room. He walked down the halls, tiles peeling from the floor behind him. He started to panic.  when he left the castle, he darted for the forest. Running upon a field of thorn bushes, he ran in with no questioning himself.  The pain was unbearable but he had no other choice. Running still, he came upon a hole in the ground. A hole big enough to jump into. He jumped in and fell for what seemed like forever.

         Finally he hit the ground and sat in agonizing pain in the dark. All of the sudden the lights went on and he ended up in his friends room once again. He noticed a puddle of blood underneath him. A gash on his side, thorn bush scratches, and bones jutting out of his legs. He was to horrified for words or screams.

         "The ambulance is on its way. Just hold on", one of his friends said, "we learned our lesson. You can't handle it. Your thoughts only turn bad.". They were right. Never again, if he lived, Would he use LSD again.