A crimson, crackling ball of flame, to propel at aqua dragons all sizes and to light your way through dim sky caves, buried into the clouds. 

An antique map, passed down from generation to generation, escorting you to wherever you desire and when torn, it mends itself within a blink on an eye. 

A ring, ******** with shimmering power dust, able to grant wishes with a flick of the hand. 

An enchanted sword, impaling any flying opponent that may try to lure you into its lair. 

A silver pocket watch, encrusted with magical jewels, to let the person wearing it, travel through time and space. 

An invisi-cloth to hide hidden treasure from evil; expanding as you throw. 

A compact can of never-ending drink quenching your thirst, anytime, anywhere. 

A velvety hand-warmer, staying snug for when you voyage through the arctic skies. 

You are a dream being sucked into the abyss of nightmares, waiting to be chosen…

You are the patience of a child waiting to be born.

You are envy looking down spitefully on everyone, waiting for a time to strike.

You are joy, dancing playfully around, sprinkling smiles on to peoples’ faces, spinning sadness into happiness.

You are beauty, swaying all around people, touching them undetectably yet emotionally.

You are the impossibility of a river, flowing slowly, creeping through every nook and cranny and into gaping holes.

You are blood, pouring throughout the body, leaving a sour taste in the mouth.

You are the feeling of a cactus, sometimes prickly, sometimes smooth, as painful yet surprising as unexpected needles.

You are the screech of a bird, as though someone had plunged a sword into its feeble body, as blood pours out.

You are the view of a lifetime, more beautiful than a rose unfolding its petals into the moonlight, shimmering beneath the night sky.