Deep in the valley of mists ever present. Within a densely enchanted forest of huge trees that reached high into the skies. There was guy sleeping whose name was Anthony; He awoke with no idea of how he got there to begin with. His eyes opened to darkness so solid it appeared to be a ceiling. It was not until the breeze rustled the leaves that he realized it was not in fact a ceiling but a thick canopy of trees.
But in fact, it was the leaves that covered most of the sky from the trees. He suddenly sat up and was astonished to find himself surrounded by lush vegetation, some of which glowed beautifully. It was dark and yet the vegetation itself provided just enough light to be able to comfortably see. Glowing moss covered many of the rocks and transitioned into beautiful colors that one found gentle and soothing to observe. Looking up again, Anthony managed to make out a small opening which showed the sky.
Bright stars could just barely be seen as clouds slowly passed over and then concealed their existence. As he got to his feet, he realized he was barefoot. The very earth upon which he stood however was pleasant. Looking around more he saw tiny little lights popping in and out of existence, gathering around a tree, and they were Fireflies.
The very sight of this for some reason brought him to tears. It was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. They danced and twinkled around a giant tree that out sized all the others. It resembled something that at first, he thought to be a weeping willow. But it was not so.
For he had never seen one so huge. Nor with so much color and allure. Its branches swayed so gently in a breeze that seemed to make it dance, swaying side to side. Overwhelmed with this bewitching, he awoke from the dream. A dream he would never forget.