Fictional Memories

When I write, I feel the world around me move. I see the things that I am writing about, come to life. It truly is a beautiful process. Because of this, I am able to create something similar to memories.

I can remember the warm, hard sandstone that paved the city on the military island of Piza. I remember the vibrant colors of the buildings and the sound of thousands of people working together. I remember the smell of the nearby forest mixed with the smell of all kinds of freshly cooked foods.

I remember the feeling of the wind on my face as I sailed on a ship from the continent of Imeria to the island settlement of the Vaari.

I may not have actually been there but, both my body and mind can actually remember the experiences I have had in the fantasy worlds I create. Crazy level of imagination right?

Fictional Memories

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