What is it like to be known only as a myth? To
know that no one thinks you're really out there, that you're only a figment of
someone's imagination. Some thinking you might have once been and others
thinking you never were.
Once I was revered as a powerful fire God and
worshipped. People believed in me, believed I was strong, beautiful, and
divine. Then people believed in me and I existed, visible to the human world
because they wished it to be so.
Now I am only a dream.
You see unless people believe that I exist I can
not be. They must believe it for it to be so. So now, until one believes, I
will remain a myth, a legend, a divinity.
A dream.
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