Young Phenious Walks, As Promised

Well, as promised, here is an excerpt of Young Phenious Walks – it’s a draft so please be kind :)

Hi, I’m Phenious, and I’m your friend. One of us is imaginary, but that’s okay.

We’re going on a walk with my dad through the city. The sun is bright today and we can see everything – we can see for miles.

“Dad, look at that! Whoa!”

                “What is it, son?”

“Dad, I see a dragon pond!”

Do you see it? It’s right there, in the tree roots. Do you see how the rain water from yesterday was trapped by that tree’s roots and now it’s a little puddle? What do you see?

[Pic or illustration that doesn’t exist yet]

“I think you’re right Phenious – look, there goes a dragon now.”

“Daaaaad! That’s a dragonfly. My friend and I are using our imaginations.”

                “Oh, I see.”

Walking through the city is fun, isn’t it? There are people, and cars, and stores, and parks, and dogs, and all sorts of big things to look at; but now dad is taking a shortcut through the big park. Look there!

I see a spaceship and there are flying aliens! Do you see it too? Maybe you see something else.

“Dad, there’s a spaceship hanging from that tree and flying aliens all around it, be careful or they’ll beam us up!”

“Are you pointing at the hummingbird feeder? Oh, uh, I mean, yes, I do see the spaceship Phenious. If we go closer, we might be able to hear their alien language.”

“Daaad! That’s just their wings flapping really really fast – jeez!”

Tomorrow, Finishing Touches. . .