But, if Imagination is real, what if it spills over? Trickling into a parallel Storyline, existing right next door. All we have to do is allow them through, and once again Dragons shall walk the streets. Dragons shall fill the skys and oceans.
Beware of Stalworth’s Rock, there is a leak. The very source of all, and they will defend it to the death, because were that leak to be plugged. Were that bridge between lines to be broken, their world, isolated away from that which feeds it, would cease to exist.
I keep my fissure open, I allow them free reign, and should they wish to cross over, all it takes is a knock. My dragon and I, we have had great times, and I hope that they never end. But someday I’ll die, and he will continue to live.