As a young boy I would frequently get lost. It was odd, because I would go far, far away and then in an instant I would be right back at home. I didn’t know how I did it, but I did and it was fascinating, it was wonderful and it was intoxicating to my little mind. Even at a very young age I had a mind for dreaming, my dreams weren’t about simple things or even things which were directly around me. I dreamed of flying. I could jump in the air and start flying—just like that, or I could jump onto my silver Pegasus and have him fly me wherever I wanted to go. And the places I would go were far, far away—to distant planets and words in other dimensions! I was Commander Mart—the savoir of worlds and hero to millions. I would fly places and help others […]
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