Never again, these castles in the sky...
You met the girl of my dreams, I want to tell him, and now you're getting married to her. You dated her for these last years, and now you're engaged, and soon enough...
It's not my place to judge, to question, to wonder, so I stop that, now. I will keep my peace, as I should: it stopped being my decision over three years ago.
So then, only this: as someone who built castles in the sky with her, I hope that you can do the same. I hope that you know that there's more to life than just keeping your feet planted firmly on the ground, that it's useful and desirable, even, to dream and wonder and explore. I hope you know that a fanciful idea can change your day, your relationship, or even your life.
I hope you read, but more than that, I hope you write. I hope you create, together, scenes beyond imagination, thoughts beyond belief, for she's one hell of a writing partner, and an amazing editor, too.
It is a little presumptuous of me: maybe she doesn't want that, maybe she's changed, as we all do. But if she does still want it, if she looks to you and asks for a prompt or for you to write with her, I hope you'll be able to weave those words and worlds, creating tales like we once did, of Madelynn and her king, of two strangers that met once and what happened after.
Even if you do, it won't quite be like those pieces, but there's no reason they should be: those are our stories, our history, and are the past. Create your own stories, your own future, and may your heroes be brave, vanquish evil, and befriend the dragon.
It's not my place to judge, to question, to wonder, so I stop that, now. I will keep my peace, as I should: it stopped being my decision over three years ago.
So then, only this: as someone who built castles in the sky with her, I hope that you can do the same. I hope that you know that there's more to life than just keeping your feet planted firmly on the ground, that it's useful and desirable, even, to dream and wonder and explore. I hope you know that a fanciful idea can change your day, your relationship, or even your life.
I hope you read, but more than that, I hope you write. I hope you create, together, scenes beyond imagination, thoughts beyond belief, for she's one hell of a writing partner, and an amazing editor, too.
It is a little presumptuous of me: maybe she doesn't want that, maybe she's changed, as we all do. But if she does still want it, if she looks to you and asks for a prompt or for you to write with her, I hope you'll be able to weave those words and worlds, creating tales like we once did, of Madelynn and her king, of two strangers that met once and what happened after.
Even if you do, it won't quite be like those pieces, but there's no reason they should be: those are our stories, our history, and are the past. Create your own stories, your own future, and may your heroes be brave, vanquish evil, and befriend the dragon.