Sometimes it's like you remember things that never happened. Or as if you experienced them — even though they didn't. It's weird, but somehow it makes sense. Maybe memories aren't records of experiences — but rather feelings we build into our past.
Like a song from another city — you know it, you hear it, but you were never there. Or when you remember a loved one you've never met — from a book or a movie. You feel the love, but there was no experience to it.
Maybe memories aren't facts — but rather hopes and dreams we build into our past. What would be without memories? Without them, we'd just be in the now — and that feels kind of empty.
I was thinking about "The Echo of Forgotten Gods" the other day — a world that doesn't exist. But when I describe it, it feels like I've already been there. As if the world is real — and not just a story in my head. Maybe memories aren't facts at all — but rather feelings we wish for ourselves.
What do you guys think? Do you have those kinds of memories too—of things that never happened?