Breaking Down
imagine the best world that you can, then pretend it's real. how did it get that way? the same way that it got the way it is now: slowly, with small things adding up to bigger things. then imagine what small thing you can do, and see what changes.
The Dragon Librarian of Winter Hallows
Unfortunately, magic leylines and a vivid imagination can lead to some ... changes. but not all changes have to be bad.
A Patient Death 04: Civilised Folk
Though, a part of his mind imagined what might happen to a man caught beneath the black spikes of the portcullis, were it to drop on his head.
Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Sixty Nine
He imagined it was some sort of migration, though in the swamp the seasons seemed so ill-defined he wasn't sure how the birds could tell summer from winter, or spring from autumn.
best birthday ever
She tried to imagine him as a cat too. she could barely wait.
Puppies and Flowers
He tried to imagine what it would look like when it came to bloom, but every time the face in the flower seemed to make his imagination run away with him. one thing was for certain though; this was no ordinary tulip.
Nightworld 01: Arriving Somewhere
Many nights he spent lying awake, imagining dark things crawling out from it. even now it caused a catch in his step, and jaro found himself blushing at the childishness of it.
The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book X Chapter 33
Spyro winced at the sight, nose itching at the imagined perspective of the discomforting feeling.
The Legend of Spyro: Path of Delusions Book III Chapter 3
He is the hero after all, and heroes need to take care of their fans, at least that is how he always imagined it.
No Shift- Intro
Sewn together with the thread of fate, painted upon by the brush of imagination, weaved in the never ending stream of time.
Ia'Swaa: The Elevator Pitch
Sometimes the world will actually respond better to the player's imagination than yours, too! this is where the "elevator pitch" comes in. if you had to say it all as fast as possible, how would you do it?
The Book of Sins, Chapter 2. The Mad-Dog
I imagine the voices of my friends, of my family and of a hundred other wolves, each seeing the same moon in the same sky in their own minds as they drift off to sleep.