Dawnlark Plains Kill your heroes and fly

"I nearly agree," Dwin nodded, after hearing, what Reverie had had to say on the topic. "I think that, while lying is morally wrong - at least that's, what my parents say - truth isn't always as interesting or exciting. It could be horrible too," she dwelled on the topic. "Or things rarely are as amazing in real life as in one's imagination. I thought that my travelling would be all crazy adventures like they tell in stories, but it has not been like that. Interesting - certainly, but very different," she said. "I would prefer an improved version of truth any day than the actual one. Unless... unless it was something very, very important. Then it probably is going to be different. Somehow," she sighed. 

"You know, I think that with this is like with the rule of magic. If you have magic powers then almost certainly somewhere someone will have them too," she told. "And just because you decide to do good stuff with them, does not mean the other gifted one will do the same," she said. "Ever wished to have a superpower?"