Once upon a time, there was a girl who loved stories. Many nights she dreamed and hoped and wished that she would actually get to be in one of the wonderful stories she read about. Sometimes she imagined that when the mail came, it contained a letter telling her she was accepted into a magical school. Other times, she saw a world on the other side of her closet door. But always, reality crashed back into her life and reminded her that the worlds of her favorite stories were inaccessible to her.

Then one day, one of her stories told her the secret to traveling inside the pages. One needed only to read aloud the correct story, and possess the right gifts, and the worlds of magic and wonder she had only dreamed about would become reality for her.

Feverishly, she wrote, her fingers flying so fast that later she would have trouble reading those same words. She was a writer! Why couldn't she write such a story? She filled up few pages, but went back often to cross things out and add in other bits when...

Finally! It was finished! Now she had only to read it out loud, and finally, finally, she would see fairies and giants and brownies!

But wait, she thought, I can't be the only one who has ever wanted to travel to Narnia or the Inkworld or Hogwarts or Pern. It seems unfair to leave so many people out of the secret. So she thought a little while, then added a second part to her writing.

There! she thought, Now if anyone else who sees this story wants to join me, all they must do is read it out loud, too!

And so she made it available for the world to read on a site which did not allow its name to be typed out, and many people did read the story out loud and did travel to that far off world. And all those who travelled there did have wonderful adventures, but that is a story for another time.

Now you, dear reader, have reached the end of this story. But the question is, when you look up from your screen, what universe will you be in?