If the average best-selling paperback is comparable to a fizzy, run-of-the-mill comfort-beer, then fanfiction is homebrewed moonshine.
In the spirit of transformative fanworks, I invite you to partake in this time-honored craft. Generate a new narrative—a story distilled from an exhaustive liquor cabinet of borrowed sentences that have saved my life.
Create a poem with two faces (a beast with two backs, if you're so inclined...) and let it remind you that hope continuously begins where grim moments end.
Take a seat at my personal speakeasy and get spiritually shit-faced. Cheers. 🍻