We're Going Home

Hey, This can't be real. But what is real? I don't know... the white walls of this hospital seem realer than the vibrant worlds I've visited... inside a flying lion. That does look a lot dumber in writing. Good, I'm glad I'm insane, it's so much more convenient to be insane than to be stressed about my team not...

Enticed

I felt a shiver run down my spine as his fingertips gently caressed my cheek. He gently lifted my head with a single finger on my chin, and I felt my blood run cold. His face. God, it was gorgeous, but I knew him from somewhere. Who was he and what did he want from me? More importantly, why did he want me? _________...