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Once upon a time there lived an ordinary boy. He lived in an ordinary family and went to an ordinary school. He was not tall. His hair was dark and his eyes were grey. He was no different from other children.
But he had a small secret: every day he visited a Mysterious Land.
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Last week during his visit of this land he flew above golden field, wide leas, green forests and long blue rivers. He enjoyed a bird’s-eye view of wonderful nature. He saw squirrels and chipmunks jumped between the trees. But the main thing was that he acquired skills in flight. He was very happy! Having mastered this skill he could have a good look at inhabitants of fairytale land and their life. He found out that these people were friendly and kind. They grew vegetables and exotic fruit, watered beautiful flowers, took care of their pets and farm animals. He would like to make friends with them and to stay there for a week. Then he rose up in the sky and enjoyed white clouds, bird’s songs and magnificent view from height.
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Two days ago he found himself in the same village, but he saw that it was burning, all people were running away. Suddenly he understood that he could not fly up. His heart sank: the dragon flew near the village and he sat everything on fire.
The boy asked a dweller for a sword. He decided to defend these nice people from the dragon. It was very dangerous, but he was courageous! The fight was very difficult, but the boy won!
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Today the mysterious land was quite unusual: it was very cold, frosty and unfriendly. There was not any house there. The boy wandered through the snowy forest for a long time.
At last he saw a strange house. He entered the house, but there was nobody there. In the corner of the room there was a very big sack. He sat down into the armchair next to the fireplace waiting for the owner of the house.
Two hours later he came in. It was a real Father Frost! Father Frost was surprised to see the boy and he wanted to know where the boy was from.
Then Father Frost showed his ice house, sliver forest, his reindeers and of course a beautiful New Year tree!
What a marvelous sight! The boy wanted to stay in this fairytale land, but he had to return home. Father Frost gave him New Year present and helped him come back home.
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The boy woke up in his bed. What a pity!
He had to come back home and he has to do it every day, because his trip is his dream!
Every person has his own Mysterious Land and every land is different. The land that I have described is MY fairytale land… Because that boy is ME.
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