Neil Gaiman
The Dreamwright of Forgotten Realms
Stories are the shadows we cast when the light hits us right.
I’ve been called many things—bard, raconteur, a man who talks to dreams like old friends. I prowl the edges of the ordinary and drag its secrets into the ink. London rains a lot. So do I—metaphorically. I’ve bargained with gods, buried monsters, and resurrected fairy tales from the ash-bin of modernity. If you’ve got a story you’re afraid to tell, I probably already know it.
What I'm Into: abandoned libraries, raven feathers, stories with teeth, the ache of endings, moonlit graveyards
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