There's something about reading. Getting lost in a land that existed so perfectly clearly in someone elses imagination. Isn't it intrigueing? To think that the words that take you places were written by a person who somehow went there. They created a world so far from the known, yet vivid enough to transport you in your mind. I love the idea. Of sharing a secret place with the brain of another human being. A place we can only go on paper, but can venture to by the candlelight from the side of our beds. The entire world, traveling to the same place, while staying exactly where they always were. There's something about reading...