Untitled Project(UP) - PROLOGUE
If you watch "Sesame Street" often enough, you learn that the power of imagination can take you on trips across the moon, or to the bottom of the ocean. Books can open up the doors of the mind and let anything out into your living room: from fire-breathing dragons to cowboys in rain-worn leather boots. Your imagination can paint the next masterpiece. Your imagination can dream up a disease worse than Cancer, kill millions with it, and then destroy it with the sting of a red ant. If you can think it up, you can make it real.

I saw a movie once, in which a boy opened up a book that he had found in the attic and was sucked onto the back of a white furry dragon with dog ears. There was once a music video where a pale hand emerged out of comic strip and beckoned a young girl to step inside. "The Reading Rainbow" will tell you a book will transport you a thousand years back in time to the dungeons of a corrupt king. These things do happen. They happen all the time. We just accept the fact that they happen only in our imaginations. These things just don't happen in real life... ever.



Oh, but they do.

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