(but then, you spend a day immersed in words, yarns of your own spinning, page turners from the lips of others, you spend a day swirling around in worlds far beyond where your fingers can stretch, and it's the greatest gift you have ever known; you forget, and forget, and try to beat into your head an adventure you didn't want to lose but you never really lost it, it seems, it was only a muscle that fell weak from disuse, only a memory that faded from not being recalled.
the magic doesn't go away just because you don't see it.
but you do have to look for it, to find your way back.)
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