[ WP ] Describe a magical place . No story , just the scene .

*Here's a fantasy scene description, unlike my other post, my apologies! * 
 
 You know you're dreaming. You've gotten good at it too. Self-awareness is hard for some people when they're awake, but in your own mind it's something else altogether. So what do you want to do? You want to fly, fall, create worlds to the extent of your imagination? 
 
 Oh okay, you've imagined a door. You want to be surprised I guess. Nice door though, wooden oak, nice finish, bit Lord of the Rings. So you want a fantasy setting then? Alright, you're walking to the door. Are n't you getting excited? I can tell, you're all red and glowing, it's nice to see. 
 
 Your hand grasps the door knob now. You twist, and pull. 
 
 Door ajar and a bright all encompassing light blinds you for a couple of seconds before your eyes adjust, revealing a lake, surrounded by a lush, mysterious forest. It's night time but fireflies and fairies glow white and green and blue, just above the water. It illuminates the lake tastefully, and the sky tonight is clear and you are completely taken in by the sight of two, large moons, occupying just enough sky for it to take the breath away from your soul. 
 
 You emerge from your door, that seems to have been built into the chunky trunk of the tree behind you, and you see a small rowing boat docked in front out. The stars make you feel so tiny, so enclosed, but in a way that's okay. The forest, the lake, they feel like your small part of the universe, a part you can wrap yourself in like a blanket so you can read the sky as you fall asleep. 
 
 You climb in, and push out your little boat to the middle of the lake, and lay back. The fairies and fireflies do n't flinch as your little boat passes by, but why would they? They're naive and very trusting creatures who would want to give even the foulest of creatures a hug and a kiss. 
 
 Slight ripples die down as the boat slows, and floats in place. You look up to the brilliant night sky, and those impossible two moons, and begin to close your eyes, in pure, meditative bliss. 
 
 I guess you're ready to wake now? 
 

