I’m not sure what my favourite book is, yet. It changes with each passing day, each new chapter started, each adventure completed. If a book takes me away for hours at a time, or if it makes me wonder and think, or if it makes me sad for someone I’ve never met and never will meet, then it is a favourite. The words enchant our imaginations and pique our curiosity like no concentration spell ever can.
I can get lost in these worlds so deeply that I sometimes dread to leave them, or fear their end. Sometimes I never read that last page, so I always have something to return to. Many have told me to leave the pages behind and enjoy the real world, and I will, one day, but I’m just a little pup and I will be for a few years yet. Let me find my way through pretend worlds before I face the real one.