All of those books, paintings, fables, and fire-side stories... all thrown into a single moment of reading and observation - a window in the imagination that opens and closes mercilessly. Leaving fragments of nostalgia and fantasy scattered throughout our life and memory. Something that appears to be reality for seconds - soon fading into the shadows of the walls and whispering for me to follow it into another dimension. My bones strain under the weight...
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