I'm a college student, who loves words. I'm usually reading and I have made my endeavor and posted. I enjoy writing my story, as it started out as a little poem almost four years ago that I have yet to this day to finish. I know how my story ends though. I just have to put my fingers to keys to let it speak. I hope that you enjoy what I've written, as I enjoy many of the works that others post here. If you want me to read your story, read mine. I've got a policy of if you read my stuff and comment, i'll do the same for you. Keep the faith, keep the hope, and always, never loose your sense of self. Muse is a fickle lover who struts and prances her way across our stage forever inspiring, and always just out of our complete grasp. If you have lost her, do not cry, for after time she will return.
Location:Somewhere, usually in a book.
Joined:4 years ago
Description: The world has fallen into shambles. There are no longer countries, despite what existed in the past. A war has desecrated everything that we thought to hold dear. Humanity has turned on itself, and due to the effects of war we now are forced to hunt...
Love and life go hand and hand. Another lovely chapter as always
Your writing has delighted me from the very beginning. Finvara cast a spell and I was hooked from the first lines. Abigail, she tore my heart out because I remember being there. I cannot wait for more, but shall do so on baited breath. Brava oh writer for your words resound with a melody of their own.