Here we are again · 7:27am Nov 12th, 2019
Here we are again
The middle of the night
Sleepless in Seasaddle. Staring into the blinding luminescence of an endless alabaster sea dotted only with shapely black islands charted from my imagination. I sail these seas, my back to the breeze, following a silent siren's song leading to a treasure trove of tales rich in narration and golden characterization. So I set sail, for the grandest of tales, where X marks the spot and each individual dot leads to a fictional fortune of fantasy.
Here we are again
To the rigging!
To the rigging!
Climb the margins to the Crows nest! We sail for the silvery seams of dreams on this endless sea!
Avast, make way! We mend the pages and ride the wind of inspiration, punching holes in the blackness of despair. Make way, there are no guide lines in this space! We break the rules and race the limits of the worlds we create. We are pirates on this open sea of creativity. We craft our treasures from jewels of thought and bury them deep in our hearts, where one day they may grow into the most fantastical of stories of gold.
Here we go again
That was very pretty, M'Lady. You seem to have the same issue as I— some of our best work hits us in the middle of the night. It's all a matter of whether or not we decide to put it to paper.
I hope you manage to get some sleep.
How beautiful and inspiring, Lady Rarity! Storytelling truly is a grand adventure, both for the writer and the reader.
Set sail, dear Captain and lead us again to where your imagination may take us!
And rest ye well, fair Lady.