… A forest the color of the feathers of a crow is the place.
The ticking and tocking of a clock pressures Teddy Bear and The Doll-
Everything is so clear yet it feels like a daze…
They try to run but are stopped by a wall.

Teddy Bear and The Doll look around-
The Little Girl and The Little Boy are abound.

It rains the colors of chili peppers and the night sky.
The Little Girl and The Little Boy are nigh.

… The sound of their footsteps reminds them of the monsters.
Right now, happiness is somewhere else and it wanders.

The forest has two paths like a street that splits in the middle.
The first path is the color of light and glows like a firefly.
Teddy Bear and The Doll can hear the sounds made by a fiddle.
Rose petals the colors of joy and bliss fall down from the sky.

The other path is the color of blueberries and illuminates the color of charcoal.
The monsters there laugh and are ready to tear Teddy Bear and the Doll apart.
All hopes, dreams, and bliss have fallen down the hole.
Pain and misery is expected for the heart.

Teddy Bear and The Doll are pulled back and forth-
As if two magnets, one on each side, are pulling a metal object with couth.

The Little Girl and The Little Boy are convincing-
They promise the moon and stars but they could be lying.

The haven is trusting-
It convinces Teddy Bear and The Doll that their desires are fulfilling


… They made their decision.
They made it without The Little Girl’s and The Little Boy’s inquisition.

… Just moments away from paradise or a nightmare…
Things can change with one decision in a hair.