Finding a Fantasy prologueSome people view life as a game. A game you can't exactly win, but you try to get to the top anyways. Some people say games don't exist anywhere but in our imaginations. And they're half right.
Only one game exists in this world, but it's a lot more complex than anyone could ever imagine.
Intros always come first, I suppose. My name is Vivian. I'm a fifteen-year old gaming nerd who loves nothing more than geeking out with friends about things like Spyro, Portal, Okami, stuff like that. Imaginary things. I'm 5' 3", I have hair that's about medium length, and my eyes are a blue-ish green. That's the gist of my appearance.
Now for a little bit of history. I was first introduced to Spyro games back when I was about four years old. Those were the games I grew up with, I guess. It was only A Hero's Tale until I was seven, but it kept me satisfied. Then I went off and bought The Legend of Spyro games; A New Beginning and The Eternal Night. That happened when I was about nine. When DOTD
Silent MessageBurning heat,
This is what could be.
Stand up, stay strong, just move on.
Fight tonight for what is right.
I'll be right by your side till the end.
Ignore events past, look to the future.
And if it's all too much,
But know I'll die smiling by your side.
As the world shatters,
I just want you to know
I love you.
LiesIn a world full of lies
How can we distinguish the truth?
We just have to believe our decisions are right.
But I know I lie, and so do you.
So who's to say you're not fake?
Trapped in confusion.
What's up and what's down?
What's left and what's right?
What's right and what's wrong?
Chained in the dark, now I'm all alone.
Your actions should speak clearly enough,
But my mind goes back to the lies.
Are you just keeping up the act?
Slowly, it's slipping.
What have you given up on?
Or this little spectacle you've kept up for so long?
And even still, it's fading away.
I'm more and more convinced you're just an actor and I'm in the audience.
But at the same time, maybe you've never lied to me after all.
I can't decide what to believe now.
The light is still evading me.
My vision is going dark.
I would call out for help,
Please, don't leave me here alone.
...but still, who's to say you won't
Leave me for dead?
I just can't figure anything out anymore
In this world full