This was written to be read aloud to children. Pretend you are one again and listen with your heart as the story recalls the magic we all once believed in. And some of still do.
https://steemit.com/story/@willymac/the-little-lake-without-a-name
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A sweet tale and enjoyable read. It reminded me of a tale that I had read many years ago—I think it was in a book about lucid dreaming by Robert Moss (Dreamgates, perhaps)—about how when before they are born the souls of children doth visit their parents in dreams to tell them their name.
It would surely be magical to hear a story the way I once did as a child: no prejudice, no expectations, just plain curiosity.