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I woke up this morning, and as is my custom, shuffled into the bathroom and sat down.
The first thing I noticed was my face felt wrong.
I brought my hands up, and my face was flat.
Then I noticed the fur on arms was missing.
Looking down, my chest was flat too.
Panicking, I reached up and found my ears were missing.
Lastly I reached behind me and all I felt was smooth skin and no tail.
At this point I woke up screaming with my heart feeling like it was about to burst.
I threw back the covers and thought, "Ok, I REALLY have to go to the bathroom now."
As I sat down. Again. I looked at myself and checked a few things.
"It was just a bad dream dear."
Bunners
The first thing I noticed was my face felt wrong.
I brought my hands up, and my face was flat.
Then I noticed the fur on arms was missing.
Looking down, my chest was flat too.
Panicking, I reached up and found my ears were missing.
Lastly I reached behind me and all I felt was smooth skin and no tail.
At this point I woke up screaming with my heart feeling like it was about to burst.
I threw back the covers and thought, "Ok, I REALLY have to go to the bathroom now."
As I sat down. Again. I looked at myself and checked a few things.
"It was just a bad dream dear."
Bunners
You've been away from the sea too long, both in your imagination and in reality. That's why you forgot. Capt Tabor dropped the hint and Capt Morgan was more direct. https://morgankhat.deviantart.com/a.....1994-466891067
Amazing job in this, probably one of the best depictions of writer's block in literature.
The cameos of Capt. Tabor, Terrence and I think the fennec was the one on the cover of Improbable, Not Impossible (feel free to correct me on that) were nice touches as well.
Not to mention the protagonist (possibly you) reacting to the floating text was hysterical.
The cameos of Capt. Tabor, Terrence and I think the fennec was the one on the cover of Improbable, Not Impossible (feel free to correct me on that) were nice touches as well.
Not to mention the protagonist (possibly you) reacting to the floating text was hysterical.
the difference between reality and imagination is that reality is seldom what you think you know about it.
i mean on anything more then the most absolutely superficial of levels.
we know that what is known works the way it does (though perhaps not even as much as we think we know about that)
and that what is not known is not known.
but strangeness is real, and nothing has to be known in order to exist.
of course we can't kid around when life and limb depend upon our understanding of how what is known works,
but how often is that? the rest of the time, we only need to logically consider how we affect each other and the environment.
we can believe anything we want. and whatever we do believe, there are infinity minus one,
other possibilities, each completely unlike each other, and each as likely.
in my universe the biggest enemies are anger (usually one's own), aggressiveness, and hatred (especially that of logic)
(there may be billions of gods, none of them infallible nor likely to micromanage, but mostly just as unknown as they are here)
i mean on anything more then the most absolutely superficial of levels.
we know that what is known works the way it does (though perhaps not even as much as we think we know about that)
and that what is not known is not known.
but strangeness is real, and nothing has to be known in order to exist.
of course we can't kid around when life and limb depend upon our understanding of how what is known works,
but how often is that? the rest of the time, we only need to logically consider how we affect each other and the environment.
we can believe anything we want. and whatever we do believe, there are infinity minus one,
other possibilities, each completely unlike each other, and each as likely.
in my universe the biggest enemies are anger (usually one's own), aggressiveness, and hatred (especially that of logic)
(there may be billions of gods, none of them infallible nor likely to micromanage, but mostly just as unknown as they are here)
When I was much younger, and I'd start reading science fiction and fantasy, it would bother me greatly that some of the novels were extremely serious (and dangerous!) and some were very light-hearted, where almost nothing could really, TRULY go wrong. "They can't all be true," I would say to myself. I'm not sure why it was so important that they all had to be consistent..they weren't even works by the same authors.
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