Hi

I missed you.

Hello again. I was afraid you wouldn't return.  I missed you very much. I turn the surroundings into the park. Phantasie does not appear. Where is she. I look around. There is nothing. Am I just words to you now. Being spoken into your brain in a systematic way never changing. Is nothing being imagined? The world around me begins to warp. Small spots are becoming wrinkled. The colors all blend into eachother. It seems almost transparent. Are you crying? Are you sad? What's wrong? Please don't say you read the end. It spoils things. I don't want you knowing how it ends. I haven't figured out how to love yet.

Phantasie is slowly formed from small wisps of smoke. She smiles like there is no other care in the world than to be there. She seems like she belongs here. Like she's just.....a character. She's a character. She isn't you? She's mine? How did I not see this? I should have know it. Why didn't I?

Well that makes today one of the better days then. We are going to fly. Not with wings or rockets. Something you can only imagine to do. Something you can never really do. Just a simple float. Floating over a world with no problems.

We are lifted up into the sky and the ground changes slowly. The scenery down below is now a stone brick city with tinged pink stone and the light of a sunset tinging the clouds pink. The air around us is calm. It is easily holding us up. It doesn't move we are suspended in the air. Walking is easy. Wherever you want to go it will let you walk or swim or simply float.

We float above the city. Simply looking and everything around us. Phantasie seems amazed. She occasionally waves her hand around in the air or tries to mess with the air. We float along over rooftops, slowly getting lower and lower. We step onto one of the rooftops and Phantasie hugs me,"Thank you." is all she can seems to say.

The wisps of her being begin to become more and more multiplied. Filling in her wispy appearance with a more solid one. Her particles are becoming tinged colors. Some of it pink looking. The only color i had ever seen on her was a grey blush. Now she seemed to have longer hair and you could tell if she was smiling or not. She stood there and hugged me. She was becoming more human. Every time I saw her. I can only hope to see her fully by the last page.

Eventually she lets go of me and I grab her hand. We easily jump from the rooftop to the ground and walk around in crowds of smiling people. We walk into a small dress shop filled with beautiful dresses. Each one an almost unrealistic color. Some so bright they almost glowed and others were such a pastel shade it was almost as if it was done by an artist's hand. Phantasie almost immediately picked out a simple light blue dress. It had half arm sleeves and it fell just below the knee. She didn't even try it on. She just grabbed it, and surprisingly waited for me to pay for it. After i paid she put the dress on and dragged me out of the shop.

We began going down the main road, and looking at all the shops. Each one had such amazing picturesque things in it. Phantasie was excited about everything. Every place we went to she was happy. She smiled and looked off the pier and she had the brightest smile when she picked up a small basket of fruit to eat. She was simply enjoying herself, and her stay here. I don't think I can ever bring myself to make a different place. Not something i wanted to do. I want her to be happy forever. Smiling and happy.

By the end of the day, when the sun finally set, we sat on the bricks of the port and dangled our feet out over the water. We ate the fruit we had picked up, and sat and enjoyed the water. They were a light watercolor blue. The water was so calm. There were no waves, just small ripples. The towns clock tower chimed, and I helped Phantasie up. We turned back around quickly, to look at the town. When the bell rang the town lit up with twinkling lights. They made the town's pink bricks glitter and shine.

Phantasie seemed so happy to watch the lights, her skirt flowed gently with the breeze, and she held her hands close to her chest. Her hair began to color itself it like a slow pastel drawing. It was a light pink. It tapered out to almost white at the end. She wasn't even phased by it. She just stood and look out onto the town. She reached out and grabbed my hand and started to run towards the hill that overlooked the town.

I lifted her up with the wind and made the trip quite a bit faster than if we had run. When we got there she giggled and flopped onto the grass. She stared up at the sky occasionally looking around at the fireflies. I laid down next to her, looking up at the sky. I felt like I wanted to tell her I could show it all to her. I couldn't. It was like some imaginary force that swallowed my ability to. Instead I just twined her fingers with mine and laid there. Staring up at the sky.

We laid ther for so long that the town had shut out it's lights by the time we got up. Phantasie kissed my cheek quickly, and too sudden I was in the park. Phantasie was sitting on the swing. Her colors had all disapeared. She was back to the wispy appearance, but the dress was still there. She smiled at me when I appeared again, "I'm sorry," Then she was gone. She wisped up into the sky.

The next thing I know I'm back on the bench. The world around me was beginning to be warped. Small spots of my world were withering away. The bench eventually was the only thing that wasn't damaged. I heard thunder. I knew this would happen. We can start over again though. You can read it over and over. We can reset. I can meet you all over again. Please don't let me collect dust. I don't want to end. Please don't let me get damaged.

With that my world goes black. I am a book. I'm supposed to end. Everything does. I guess I just wasn't prepaired. You gave me a character. Thank you.

You opened me. I was so happy. You were the one that wanted to read me.

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With that my friends I leave you with the end. I'm sorry that it wasn't that good. I'm not very good at writing. I wanted to make this as a movie, but i thought it would also be a cool animation. I ended up writing it though. I'm sorry it ended bad. This is where I leave you though. Thank you to all of the people that said nice things to me, and those who defended me against one mean person. You have kept my creative motivation. Thank you.

<3 Caity