Medieval times and fantasy. When I was a baby, my mother used to read me the King Arthur stories to sleep every night. I always dreamed I was a brave knight who made friends with all the dragons and goblins and slayed the Horned Owl. The evil Horned Owl was something I made up after continued nightmares about owls with spikes (I was an odd child). During the day I ran around the house as a wizard, using a stick as a wand and a broom as a staff. My cat Indy was my wizard friend who accidently got cursed and forever was stuck in the body of a white tiger. Then I discovered Lord of the Rings, which further inspired my insane fantasies.
When I first watched "Monty Python and the Holy Grail", I started actualyl getting into the reality of the middle ages. I researched the Blach Death, the Crusades, knights, torture methods and various other things. I was officially stuck with it. I went to see two Medieval Times shows, I got The One Ring to Rule them All (I'm wearing it now), I did dozens of essays on torture and knight ettiqute (I got put in therapy for the first one), and I ended up creating two seperate worlds; the real Medieval times, and MY Medieval times (complete with dragon). I also started playing Dungeons and Dragons, but I stopped becauseI have no friends and I am not gonna play alone.
Why has it stuck so long? Probably because I find the real Middle Ages fascinating still, and my other world gets plenty of ammo from Lord of the Rings, actual facts, and WoW. And I don't think my middle name, Guinevere, helps end it either.
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I'm not mad, just terribly hurt.