Ligia was staring at the bright sunrise this morning while enjoying an early cigarette. She was contemplating the nature around her and was very happy with her new chair, a sky-blue flower.

She saw me coming closer to her and she smiled.

“I dreamed once that I was a fairy” she said. “I could fly and I could cast spells with my magic wand!”

“This is the first time I hear you talking about this dream!” I answered surprised.

“Yes, it was like an adventure, really! I was on a quest to find a lost kingdom!”

“Did you find it?”

“Only the castle of the prince was still standing, the rest of the kindom was sadly gone…”

“Then what happened? I asked.

“I have noticed that even though the castle was abandoned it was still vivid and captivating, like it summoned me to its grounds!”

“Have you entered the castle?” I continued.

“No, I woke up!” She answered still swallowed by the memory of her dream. “But I will enter next time, I guess…”

“How can you find the castle again?” I asked, as it seemed very unlikely to find herself in the same dream…

“I will. The castle is located between the sun and the moon!”, she replied confident, while inhalling the last smoke of the cigarette.

I smiled quitely knowing that she will reach her goal, even though it seemed impossible at this time…

Acrylic on canvas, 40×40 cm