There honestly wasn't anything wrong with writing down your thoughts on simple, plain paper. It just happens that it somewhat loses its magical sense, the one thing that makes it wondrous and unique, once you begin to write it. More often than not, it comes out in the exact, opposite expression you wanted to relay.
Which is why I'm having second thoughts on whether or not I should write down my memories – a dream that was turned to reality, a past that was once my present – the most surreal experience of my life, yet the most sensual one as well…
I suppose I should write this down, just in case someone who found himself in the same situation would want to know that they're not alone out there. I will write this story of my life in this fantastic world as the ship rocks to and fro, as I am not sure of what my fate would be as I await my destiny inside this wooden cage with the rest of my friends.
It all started with one word –
Heartless.