I wonder if writing alone is ever lonely? To ponder is to partner. To illuminate is to lighten a dark background with smudges. Do you see what I see? It doesn't matter! In seeing you, too, discover either the dream of your own making or the reflected images of
a shadow maker. Does a monster live under the bed? Is heaven filled with flowers? Do unicorns graze in uninterrupted silence? Is the library open after hours? I cannot lie, for truth is born from imagination. Fiction is a pseudonym for original expression.