Storytelling Time! (Shut up, Sare, I'm talking >>)

I'm having a hard time breathing right now. I only wish it could be due to Ramsey hyperventilation, but it's due to a stuffy nose and rest of cold that I got over the internet. Anyways...

One day in the world of Feality, not quite Fiction, but not quite Reality, either, people started to open their eyes and dream. There had been a shortage of dreams in the world due to there being a lack of imagination. If there is no healthy balance, then eventually the human race would die out without hope, the twin of dreams.

The funny thing was, the people of Feality started to dream very strange dreams. Dreams with tiny red-haired men in green suits arguing. At first, the people of Feality could only make out blurs of the images and then those images defined into the small creatures they now knew. Once those had developed, they started to have audio to their dreams, muffled sounds at first and then full blown speeches, each word magnified to their mind as if spoken directly to them.

In their dreams, little men had massive wars with each other. Their weapons: potatoes. Contrary to popular belief, the famine was due to the delicious vegetables being used for the war. As it turned out, the reason the funny-looking men were arguing was because...

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