Back again with something that's been troubling my mind. Just a sweet, short entry this time.
I also realized that I haven't, somehow, posted the #2 entry... must have forgotten about it, will try to fix that someday later.
So, I've been writing up an RP post, and encountered an unusual (in fact it's probably more common thing between people than I could imagine) question. Of course, this question had its home in my head for months now, but I guess for the first time I actually had to me
Ah, imagination, my good old friend. Where have you been for all those long years? Hiding in the deep caves filled with horrors, traps, treasures and heroes who somehow, no matter what happens, never lose their lucky hats? Or perhaps you were in kingdom faraway, weaving wonderful stories which one day would be passed down over generations in form of myths and legends? Stories of untold bravery, forbidden love or borderline stupidity which somehow led to a glorious success? I guess it was highest
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