Since this is all we've got it was necessary for writers to invent other worlds only seen through the eyes of the mind to imagine people places and things not here right before us because this was too much to bear heros and heroines could save us from our plight we could escape get sent inside a space rocket to another planet or in a submarine adventure the deep sea encounter strange creatures venture to distant shores
We could not get away fast enough from this world and our mounting problems in fact storytelling was not so easy then the bell in the steeple should be rung thrice a day at morning noon and night to make the reader care despite their own worries that nothing could be done no problems could be solved of course we could open a book to get away to find a magic bean maybe a golden egg or a princess inside a tower behind locked doors
To imagine we could be someone we were not a cutter of fine gems each one found on a path within a dark forest lighting our way back home ragged and worn with wear we stumble into bed pick up a book and read read to our heart's content get thrown into new worlds ones where we felt involved or part of the project the solution to end hunger under the dome real problems can be solved step by step one riddle to solve one mouth to feed
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