Why do I care so much about fictional things? Why do I cry for shadows of people? Why do I believe in imaginings? Why do I love people who only exist in a few pages of text? Why does it matter to me when someone speaks against a scribble on a page? Why do I worship half people? Why are stories so powerful? Why do they influence my actions daily? Why do I even want to know?
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