Young Writers Society

“No, not really. There are figments of the imagination, yes, but they don’t make up who Thomas is as a person. That’s what us sides are for.”

"So you're a part of Thomas?"

“Yes! Exactly.”

"Then how'd you get seperated, and what part are you?"

“I represent Passion. I’m not sure how I got separated, though. I think it had something to do with that tunnel.”

“Passion? Could you explain that?”

“The drive for Thomas to do something, his motivation.”

“Sweet! That seems like an awesome...job?”

“Purpose, yes. And, yeah... it was nice.” Sol sighed softly.

"Tunnel?" RedBear stopped and turned around. "What do you mean by tunnel?"

“Yeah... I was running away. I ran through a tunnel, and ended up in this universe.”

"Hmm, if you broke off...then wouldn't Thomas be missing his passion?"

“...Probably..? It’ll be fine, Roman could take that over... besides, it’s not like they even want me back...”

“Why would they NOT want you back?”

“...I told you that the dark imagination’s energy overtook me, right? Well... it turned me into a monster, at least for a few minutes.... it felt like I wasn’t in control... I-I caused a lot of destruction, and... I-I hurt Roman... when I finally came to, I still had these features, and they... they banished me....”