The Hostx

A magnificent dragon, its scales gleaming like molten gold, fixes its piercing gaze upon me, ensnaring my senses with the intoxicating allure of its fiery breath. It feels as though the very flames reach forth to caress my soul, summoning me to answer its ancient call. In a sudden, breathtaking moment, the dragon unleashes a torrent of fire that surrounds me, and I am jolted awake in the comforting familiarity of my bed. The melodious chorus of birds fills the air with a gentle serenade, yet my room, steeped in shadows and chill, feels devoid of warmth. Rising from slumber, I part the curtain and fling open the window beside my bed. A cascade of sunlight pours into the room, enveloping me in its embrace, turning the biting air into a refreshing balm. The sun transfigures my surroundings into a radiant realm where peace reigns supreme. The world appears almost idyllic; my eyes are graced by the beauty of my own existence. Just outside my bedroom lies a garden—a vibrant tableau of flowers that delights my senses and infuses my spirit with joy. I step toward the door that leads to the outside world. Upon opening it, I make my way to the kitchen to join my family for breakfast. My mother busies herself with the morning's meal, while my sister and father are already seated, eagerly awaiting my arrival. My mother calls out, "Finally, my dear son has awakened from his dreams!. I take my seat beside my endearing yet exasperating sister. As is her habit, she inquires about my dear friend Camilia. Both my sister and I attend the same secondary school, and she shares a close bond with Camilia, who happens to be in my class.