THE TRICKS

ALEXA BY THE POOL

ALL THE MIDNIGHTS CHILDREN

He Says: let's turn into birds and fly over the burning ghats of Varinasi and over the hazy plains, past the lost worlds of Mandu. We'll drop bombs on the late night stalkers in Ujjain and smoke charras on the top of Mt. Abu. We'll fly through the desert past the rocky forts and impossible saris. Over the sandy dunes and endless shrubs. We'll cool our wings in the snowy passes of the Himalayas. We can follow the valleys to where the Ganga begins it's endless journey and dip our heads in the rapids. Lets sit on a branch and look over the perfect landscape. And when the shadows grow long and the sun goes down, let's sit and watch the stars come out and dance like midnights children....

She Says: Ok