My Woven Magic

This world always felt more real to me… My Imp told me to write. He was right.

I have not walked these halls since… I was Joanna then. This world was Joanna’s world. So long ago. I was someone different then.

I am building a City now. I’m Anna. Anna Imagination.

Bergen is… He’s still in me. They all are. But I’m only all Imagination now. Fand and Sariel. The BDSM Witch Queen… All of me.

I have to build this City. My Abstract World.

If I were a god, and I am, I would simply write my dreams and weave my worlds of fantasy, and I would show you how much you too… Theater and story and song. … I must follow what is right and what feels good, and then I’ll know where my joy is.

Beautiful, playful Imp… I miss you. Come back to me again. May warmth and light and love heal your Fears and may you soon find your way back to me.

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