hehehe…
"lovely fresh dreams! first-class nightmares. we got ‘em. get your lovely nightmares here."
"weapons! arm yourself! defend your cellar, cave, or hole! you want to hit ‘em? we got ‘em. come on darling, come on over here…"
"rubbish! junk! garbage! trash! offal! debris! come and get it! nothing whole or undamaged! crap, tripe, and useless piles of shit. you know you want it."
"lost property. roll up, roll up, and see for yourself. lost property. none of your found things here. everything guaranteed properly lost."
heeheehee… i’ve slowly returning to the world i once knew: a world where the impossible could happen, and the possible is not likely to happen. where dreams can actually come true and where imaginations can run wild and free. where men and insects and animals and plants are not the only things to inhibit this earth. where our world is called a number of other names other than earth. where elves are not a myth, trolls and ogres are a given fact of life, and magic is not unusual.
i’ve returned to my world of books. and i’m happy.
