There was a man on a hill. Not just any hill, a magical hill, a hill with leprechauns, pots of gold, and unicorns. The man did not know about that stuff, he saw it as a ordinary hill. A normal hill with only dirt, grass, and animals. One day, the man dreamed that the hill he lived on had pink grass and leprechauns. He woke up in the middle of the night, ran out, and saw his dream. He danced around, saw a pot of gold, and played with leprechauns and lived happily for the rest of his life.