Last night I posted an imagine where the reader is swept into a surprise date with their favorite celebrity.

The imaginative student designed a floating garden that amazed the whole town.

The imagined village at the edge of the map felt more real to him than any place he had ever visited.

She imagined a future where everyone could speak two languages.

By quietly imagining different endings, she found peace in the uncertainty.

Her imagining of the old house filled the room with a bittersweet nostalgia.

She explored every imaginable possibility before making a decision.

The imaginer sketched worlds from memory, each more vivid than the last.

She painted the scene imaginably, so that anyone could picture it instantly.

The imaginant child built entire kingdoms from a few sticks and leaves.