The dreamer boy

There was a young boy named Dylan. Dylan was a wonderful dreamer who loved to explore and discover new things. He was always curious about the world around him, and he loved to imagine what kind of adventures awaited him.

Dylan lived in a small village nestled in the heart of a lush forest. He spent most of his days playing outside, climbing trees, chasing butterflies, and dreaming of far-off lands. Despite his young age, Dylan had a wild imagination and an insatiable thirst for knowledge.

This lad would dream and dream of the world around him; in fact, some times he would have dreams of things that he had never seen before. He would dream of castles and kingdoms, heaven and hell, and at some point it became something enjoyable for his younger siblings since he told them the stories of his fascinating dreams.

Some even called Dylan the dreamer boy, as he would always remember every dream he dreamt; some called him a liar and said he made up some of his dreams; all that didn't matter to Dylan, for he knew what he saw in the hours of his sleep.