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"Well... as a little kid I had a dream of saving the world," Osprey said with a smile, remembering her childish-self, who so solemnly believed that it was a task anyone could do. "But then I grew up and found out... that the world keeps going without me interfering. In other words - it does not need saving," she went on, adding a little chuckle to the statement. The realization of this had come gradually to her - it hadn't been like a "cold hard truth" that had crashed on her head one day.

"So... then I found out that I love to hear good stories just as much as making them myself," some people explored the world, Osprey explored the vast land of imagination, always finding something new, never having enough, never reaching the end of it. "Therefore - my quest is to make the world a better place... with stories," she side-glanced at Mordecai.

"I know it sounds silly and childish, but sometimes a good story does a lot to lift up one's mood. I like to think that stories are like stars - warm, twinkling, pleasant to have around," somehow she had got deep in the personal matters. "And if I can give such a star - on of a kind - to that person and make them happy - isn't it worth the effort? Every happy moment counts, after all."