Fantasy And Science Fiction Are

Fantasy And Science Fiction Are Where My Brain Lives.

You Know, Sometimes I Wonder What Things Would Be Like If I Just ... Met You One Day. Like Normal People Do. If I Just Walked By You On Some Street One Sunny Morning And Thought You Were Cute, Stopped, Shook Your Hand, And Said, "hi, I'm Daniel.

Tess," I Say. "i'm Going To Head Down To The Water.i'll Be Back In A Minute." "you Sure You Can Make It By Yourself?" She Asks. "i'll Be Fine." I Smile. "if You See Me Floating Unconscious Out To Sea,though-by All Means,come And Get Me.

All It Takes Is One Generation To Brainwash A Population And Convince Them That Reality Doesn't Exist

I'd Once Been Fascinated By His Legend - All The Stories I'd Heard Before I Met Him. Now I Can Feel That Same Sense Of Fascination Returning. I Picture His Face, So Beautiful Even After Pain And Torture And Grief, His Blue Eyes Bright And Sincere. I'm Ashamed To Admit That I Enjoyed My Brief Time With Him In His Prison Cell. His Voice Can Make Me Forget About All The Details Running Through My Mind, Bringing With It Emotions Of Desire, Or Fear Instead, Sometimes Even Anger, But Always Triggering Something. Something That Wasn't There Before.