Once upon a time, I fell for an idea.
It was a nice idea. A good thought.
But it wasn't real.
It was an image. A mirage. A dream.
Dreams of having the idea by my side. Talking with an idea. Showing and sharing information I have collected over the years.
It wasn't real.
And damn me if I am going after an illusion. An enigma.
For I am the Truth.
Brother to dragons and companion to owls.
Bother to Dagon and a composition most foul.
I am the keeper of the reality gem. That which defines dreams.
I am Thanos of the Titans. My true lover is Death.
The Infinity Gauntlet is MINE!
And I shall kill half the universe as a gift.
Man. The fuck have I been drinking?
