Where is the line between reality and fantasy? How do we know when it's time to step off the stage and remove the mask? What if the mask won't come off? After each campaign session it's time to remove the mask and step back into the real world. Because that's the simplest thing in the world right? But... it's not. If you don't believe me then step off your realistic stage and take off your realistic mask. Cast aside everything you've gone through, and pretend like it never happened. Forget about your friends, who've you lived and laughed with, forget about the one you love, who you hold so close to your heart. Forget those who have died, and pretend like they never were. Because lets face it, they never actually existed.
Tell me that casting her to the side is the simplest thing to do. I've told you she is a part of me. She is something that is here to stay and with her, her memories, her experiences, her sorrows. Everything. Everything that angers her, everything that makes her sad, everything that makes her happy, everything that makes her, her. Every part of her is a part of me. Because of that... I can't just let go. I can't just peel away the mask that has become so tightly sealed to my face. It is so tightly sealed that it might as well be apart of me and nothing you do to pry it away will work.
I'm lost in my fantasy world. You say it's based on reality, I agree. But it's still there, no matter how much you try to blow it off. It will never disappear. I will always live it out, no matter where I go, no matter what I experience. I will continue to flesh it out and someday I will show it to the world.
Each campaign that we play adds to my experiences, despite what you say. Each new thing that she experiences, I experience. If it's new to her then it's new to me. And if it's something I've seen before it will only add to my resevoir. Through your stories, I'm experiencing the world. I'm living new lives, meeting new people, showing the different sides of me. I'm lost in these fantasy worlds. And honestly, I don't want to find my way back. I have you by my side, you are my rock in the real world, the thing I will always return to when the fantasy world becomes too lonely. But I will never stay, I can't. I can't peel off the mask... nor do I want to.