Remember that time in the library, when the books whispered to you secrets only known to the moon? Yeah, I thought you might. Who else would hear it but you and that cat wearing the monocle?
There was an afternoon we spent chasing after shadows in the old castle ruins, believing each one held the essence of forgotten kings and their lost songs. What were their names again?
And did you ever finish that puzzle about the yellow umbrella? You said it reminded you of rain or maybe a circus. Whatever happened to those circus plans?