"I don't want to grow up…"
Every child has had such a thought. Adults couldn't understand the words of children, as the little ones had their own way of looking at the world that was drastically different from the more practical adults.
Scary demons would hide under the bed, a grandmother wolf would come when it became dark, and the story of the dragonfly and the rabbit would continue tomorrow. If they secretly shut their eyes, the fairies that lived in their shoes would help them complete their annoying homework, despite the fact that the payment was only some vile vegetable juice.
In the eyes of children, topics such as the end of the world were matters best left for adults. The worthiest topics of all were the fact that they had that disgusting celery for lunch today, Mary next door neighbout purchased another doll, and that Little Black from the blacksmith's enraged his dad and got beaten again.
Woohoo! This is chapter 101 that both imperfectluck and I have done together. Time passes so fast. -Pranav