One day long ago in his workshop. Herr Drosselmeyer looked and looked for the greatest watch schematics the would had ever seen, Then one night out of the dust of his mind he had a dream. A dream of gold and clockworks. Of life and death. And most of all a dream of love.
In a gasp he woke from the dream he was having. Herr Drosselmeyer rushed to a table and started to draw. All that day and all that night Herr Drosselmeyer worked. His blood and tears running with the clockworks he stopped. In his hands he held high was the work of gods. A pure gold pocket watch with pure crystal gears and hands. Herr Drosselmeyer started the workings and before his eyes and ears the watch started to sing. The watch was singing a song of joy and life. He looked close to see the dust of the new gold watch started to dance. Faster and faster the gold dust danced till a golden glass like group of butterfly's hundreds of beautiful butterfly's appeared. But then as the spring started to die. So did the golden sky and then there was darkness. Till he sprung the spring again.
this is the story of my avi so get ready to vote people biggrin
· Tue Jul 21, 2009 @ 03:30am · 0 Comments