By George Sardis

“If you really believe in something, you can make it real!”

Johnnie’s grandmother used to say that to him. This was actually one of his first memories. He remembers playing at the backyard of his family’s suburban house. It used to be his battlefield, where he chased dragons and other imaginary beasts, his safe haven, where he could hide from the horrors that spooked him at nights, his pirate cove, where he could be an adventurer of the sea, despite the fact that there was no sea around for a few hundred miles. Read More