O meu mundo da fantasia

Previously

…A small smile played on Alex's lips. It wasn't a grand adventure, not yet. But it was a start. It was a crack in the wall of the mundane, a sliver of light peeking through. The paper beneath the pen felt less like a blank void and more like fertile ground, ready to be sown with the seeds of imagination. The bookseller's words echoed in their mind: The extraordinary is woven into the fabric of the ordinary, waiting for your eyes to see it. And for the first time, Alex felt they were beginning to see. The feather on the notebook seemed to shimmer, a silent affirmation. The journey had truly begun.