Mammalia said
But if his writing desk was like ours, couldn't we imprint the writing desk with stories like we imprint ours?
I don't understand your metaphors.
Mammalia said
But if his writing desk was like ours, couldn't we imprint the writing desk with stories like we imprint ours?
Mammalia said
But if his writing desk was like ours, couldn't we imprint the writing desk with stories like we imprint ours?
LegendBegins said
I don't understand your metaphors.
whizzball1 said
COuld you stop talking in riddles?? Please??
Mammalia said
Metaphors?Riddles? Isn't Riddlish the mystery you speak here?
LegendBegins said
No, we speak English, of either American or English decent.
Mammalia said
No wonder! I'll have to try to learn to speak your mystery sometime.
LegendBegins said
Yeah, that would help...
Mammalia said
I'll see what I can do!
LegendBegins said
Anyway, what were you saying about my brother?
Mammalia said
If his writing desk was like ours, couldn't we imprint the writing desk with stories like we imprint ours? Okay, let me try and translate that. Where do your stories come from? What do you use to fashion them?
LegendBegins said
Our stories? We live. Our lives aren't written, or anything of the sort.
Mammalia said
Not like that, how do you fashion stories? I'm terrible at imprinting new mysteries.
LegendBegins said
Uh, if we want a story, we write one. Sometimes we tell it.
Mammalia said
Where do they come from?
LegendBegins said
Our imaginations, or our experiences.
Mammalia said
*smiles* And where do imaginations come from?
LegendBegins said
We're born with them.
Mammalia said
*sighs* And, I'm darkening again. What do you use to imagine?
LegendBegins said
Our brains.
Mammalia said
Brains! Perfect!If his brain was like ours, couldn't we imprint his brain with stories like we imprint ours? Okay, what's the root of your stories?