Me, I was already jaded and tarnished, skeptical that a fantasy world could keep reality at bay.

It is strange to think that we might have crossed paths, and still not have known what we were missing.

After all, once you know that part of something exists, it stands to reason that the rest of it is somewhere out there, too.

But will you miss me? More importantly - will I miss you? Does either one of us really want to hear the answer to that question?

No, honestly, my mouth shouldn't be able to function unless my brain's engaged.

No matter how much you consumed, you would not have your fill.

I've always been able to see you," I say. "It's a rather lovely view.