Moonspear Lose myself tonight

"I always admired that my mom managed to keep that inner-child alive, because it's one thing, when you play as a kid - build worlds, impersonate people and creatures - that is just as real as the world around you," Wraen tried to put a very complex thought in very simple words. "Then you grow up and you can still play and pretend, but it is just not the same. There is a fake note to it," in that respect she could understand, why Charon had left his imaginary friends behind. She had too. 

"That is, what I admire about my mom, because she somehow managed to keep that inner-child alive, because, when she played with us, you knew the things she did and suggested... they were very real to her," she remembered fondly all the dragon-hunting expeditions, pirate missions to find hidden treasures and so many more. It felt as if Osprey had many masks in her closet of ideas and she could easily slip from one character to the other. 

"I - on the other hand - still love stories, but I can't play like I could a long time ago anymore," she concluded.