Poetry and Drabbles

Silver light flows from the moon, guiding your each step through the dark forest, thick with foliage. As you walk further, the dense forest gives way to a huge building, which looks to be abandoned, deprived, of contact with the human world. You make your way to the building, uncertainty lingering in your brain, but the curiosity tugging at your heart wins you over. As you reach the door, you notice that it is unlocked, but you have to struggle a bit to open the old, heavy thing. At last, you manage to open it, and you see shelves and shelves, decorated with neatly arranged books from a bygone era. They have collected dust from sitting there for God knows how long.

At that moment, you know. You may not know how or why you got here, but now, this feels like home. Your hands reach for a book that seems right to you, and now, you are no more than a silent spectator, as the characters you read about come alive in a reality that your mind has created. These characters might have been dead for millennia, may not have even existed, but you- the readers- have the ability to make them live for eternity and beyond.

lol idk what this is but PLS READ THANK YOU ILY