We were the kings and queens of our own little worlds, with imaginations that knew no bounds. But now we're lost in the void of adulthood, with only our sanity as our compass.
Or maybe we're prophets, foretelling the end of all hope. Or maybe we're just really good at hiding from our parents.
We're the children that time forgot, the ones that grew up too quickly, or too slowly.
Read about the Tears of the Forgotten
Read about the Prophets of the Doomed
Join us, dear reader, in this journey into the heart of lostness, where the only constant is change, and the only truth is that we're all just pretending to be adults.
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