Follow the yellow brick road they said. It will take you to the wizard they said. What did she have to lose? Dorothy was far from home and anything would be better than being stranded.
Everything changed after she started down the yellow brick road. The little people and the beautiful woman in pink vanished. Dorothy’s path transformed from yellow brick to green grass with nothing by miles of foliage ahead. She slumped down on the grass and cried.
“Get up. You’re not safe here. Hurry. Run.”
She woke up, breathing hard, heart pounding. That same nightmare haunted her dreams.
Give it a try. You might be surprised at what you can compose.