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Princess Fayar - Part 7

On the fifth day, the caravan that would take Princess Fayar to Talorsik Palace was prepared. The caravan consisted of four carriages and thirty riders, including both werewolves and humans, led by Lord Izak Karaios. Fayar rode in the same carriage as Lito, while Rasina remained in another... read more

Little Vignette

I wanna stand in a dim kitchen Swaying to old crooners and big band jazz The rain pounding a window outside A cat or two nestled nearby I want the smell of lavender and vanilla And wear warm socks upon my feet Someone planting a soft kiss to my temple And humming along with me I want something... (edited) read more

Ready or Not.

You tell me you love me so often that I've started measuring time by it-- a good morning, a heart emoji, a voice note sent half-asleep, your name lighting up my screen like a lighthouse warning me away from the rocks and guiding me toward them all at once. Still, I fear the day you stop. Not... read more

It feels heavy because you are carrying it!

I used to think my exhaustion was a measure of my devotion, that if I wasn’t carrying the weight then I wasn't caring enough. I believed the ache in my shoulders was just the price of being a person who feels deeply. But I’ve realized that the weight isn't the situation; it’s my grip. I am tired... read more

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I just finished my 19th complete novel and it might be the best thing ive ever written its not a big book I kept it short on purpose the name of it is "Evolving Into God" its called that because i did what most people would consider a miracle i actually used the theory of evolution and the fossil... read more