Friend_012
I get attached to the characters I create. It takes time to make them. Then you choose the ones you feel more connected to, and you start wondering what they feel like, how they move, who they are. You get very close to them, especially in the dark, when they're right there. You spend time with their particular features, trying to understand how to capture their short-lived presence. I come back to them often just to watch them be. Their weirdness, their subtle dangerousness, their fragility. They go through a sort of birth, you know. They can only come into existence because someone decides to see them. After spending so much time together, it feels only natural to call them Friends. Mindeye