All our lives we've been living there has been one thing in common. Books. I know, I know I also wouldn't be caught dead reading them now unless for a paper, but when we were all children we had some form of experience with books. They brought our imagination to life and kept those insecurities of our small brains small. I was told that they were just stories. I guess when I was 6 I could believe that. But, Now. Now I am living in a different world. Where everything we thought was a fairytale, truly wasn't. Becuase, in the end, that's what it's all about. Protecting the imagination of those who deserve. Fairytales are true, and well this is very cliche but it's my story now. What could happen next? I guess in the end we'll find out.All Rights Reserved