· ЂЧ·ЧЊЛ·Ф · Very slowly, very cautiously, you enter my mind and begin to listen to the words no one ever intended to tell me, words worth living for, that promise a deeper meaning to the mirror in your heart. Try now to commit this story to memory so that it remains in your recollection. And then return to your own world to continue writing this story until you no longer know how to proceed. As in a Graveyard That Does Not Exist · ЂЧ·ЧЊЖ · You imagine this story as already written, already finished, and as you gaze into this gravestone, this story tells itself with the help of your notion and imagination as if on its own. A Story Only a Zombie Could Tell and Invent · ЂЧ·ЧЊФ · This story feeds on your imagination. It is your own story that my warrior tells you, with your imagination, with your notions and expectations, with your feelings and thoughts about all the persons and beings you could still be, could still become, on the other side, in the other world, behind my mirror. Thought Leap
