My friend Chinmoku recently discovered a roleplaying game called Little Fears. The premise of this game is that the monsters under the bed, et cetera and so on, are real, and that only children of a certain age and temperament are ever given the ability to perceive and thus fight the horrors from this nether realm. However, once they reach a certain age, they are cut off from this and forget their experiences with it.
In looking at my own childhood, I have decided that this is the best explanation I have yet encountered for several things, among them, memory of flying under my own power at age four and my somewhat inexplicable fear of vampires.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment