But you built me dreams instead.
I have been surrounded by love letters you two have built each other for years, encased in tents.
That's the beauty of it. Have you seen the contraptions these magicians build to accomplish the most mundane feats? They are a bunch of fish covered in feathers trying to convince the public they can fly, I am simply a bird in their midst.
I have absurdly vivid dreams.
Better to have a single perfect diamond than a sack of flawed stones.
People don’t pay much attention to anything unless you give them reason to