Monday Night with Morg and The Fox

Sometimes I almost forget how much I enjoy the Dice.
Those little plastic blobs.
On their own, seeming nothings.
But like a raised mass has potential energy,
These Dice have potential too.
For magic.
Friends laughing and being foolish,
Letting their world take a little break,
Like watching a good movie, or reading a good book.
The Dice roll. The Dice tell a story of their own.
Adventures unfold. The Characters grow.
Imagination.
The best thing about us, as people.
That special thing that allows us to think beyond the now.
From it come the dreams and hopes, which improve us.
Or at least let us enjoy the Yipping of the Dog Men.
Hey.
Even Kobolds have their Heroes!