He lost so many things in life, but he held on to his dreams…
Consequently, on many a quiet night at the farm, when the countryside and its surroundings had grown introspective, serenely tucking themselves in, sleeping the night away,
Magnífico lay with his body resting in his little bed, inside his bedroom at the farm; meanwhile, his soul drifted faraway, and he lived the adventures of having become, if only for a brief moment, a most famous and renown central figure and star of the circus, intensely admired and recognized by the multitudes that gathered from all over the world to marvel at his prowess.
Sporadic dreams, as it may be, not as recurrent as he would have desired, nevertheless, his imaginary incursions into that fantasy universe filled him with moments of supreme joy. So much so, that when they most happily concluded, he woke with a huge grin and elated, back once more to the real world of his family’s farm.