Instructions to the Reader : Come.
Stay awhile..
When I tell you this story is pure fact you will want to leave the room.
Here fire consumes itself with paper and pencil for kindling; here a unicorn waits in the corner its musical horn ready.
Warm your fingers at this candle which is only the stub of a dream and at any time may flicker or go out.
Suspend willingly or not your disbelief and with empty pockets enter the room of the story.
Instructions to the Reader : Come