MrFantasy2
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You wrap yourself in a shell that was never meant to hold you. Therein the fantasies born of the imagination grow. Cracks begin to form and, piece by piece, the shell falls away. Characters larger than life burst forth, seeking a home to make their own. How long will they wander this forest before a wind carries them to the world that they were destined to reign?
Oh, how the hunger to live the fantasy grows.
Oh, how the hunger to live the fantasy grows.