He was happy up until he wasn't.
His grandfather died and so did the magic. The place lost its spirit, its sense of humor. It no longer took him to wherever he wished to go. The doors were no longer portals to different lands, but mere wood. He tried to bring the magic back and if people could live on the moon they would here him banging on doors, shouting at the house, and trying so hard to go somewhere .. anywhere, but the house refused.
And every time he opened a door, he found furniture, he found the attic, he found the kitchen but he never found the magic.
The disappointment was just so heart wrenching, It was getting too much for him to handle.
He hadn't just lost his grandfather, He also lost himself.
He lost his escape whenever the world got too loud for him to handle.
So he left.
He left the house he's always loved and ventured into the unknown.
Little did he know, that with every step he took away from it, the magic slowly returned.
But once again, the memories started to fade.
His grandfather died and so did the magic. The place lost its spirit, its sense of humor. It no longer took him to wherever he wished to go. The doors were no longer portals to different lands, but mere wood. He tried to bring the magic back and if people could live on the moon they would here him banging on doors, shouting at the house, and trying so hard to go somewhere .. anywhere, but the house refused.
And every time he opened a door, he found furniture, he found the attic, he found the kitchen but he never found the magic.
The disappointment was just so heart wrenching, It was getting too much for him to handle.
He hadn't just lost his grandfather, He also lost himself.
He lost his escape whenever the world got too loud for him to handle.
So he left.
He left the house he's always loved and ventured into the unknown.
Little did he know, that with every step he took away from it, the magic slowly returned.
But once again, the memories started to fade.
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