Inspiration comes from so many places. There's a park near my home that I love. It's full of concrete waterways with an eerie, otherworldly feel. It's easy to imagine I've been transported to a fairy tale land. I'm obsessed with this little stone house. My practical brain knows its purpose is to keep a drainage pipe from getting clogged. But every time I'm at the park, I can't help but stop and stare at it. I don't know why, but it's gotten into my brain. It needs to be in a book, but what kind? A fantasy? A romance? Something dark and twisted? I haven't decided yet, but there's definitely a story there.
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