The shadow realm beckons me. Once again my heart, mind, and soul answers its calling. Drawing me back into the realm of shadow and secrecy. My heart beams darkly as I return to the shadows. To my home of endless nightwalking and shadow-stalking. To the place known to me only, as the shadow realm, the dreamscape, the realm of waking dreams. The place of my very being. The bane of my non-exsistance.
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I am a writer. A writer of love, of light, of darkness, of heavy heart. I enjoy the darker side of stories, but I also love a healthy side dish of light-heartedness. I will rate occasionaly but not consistantly. I hope yo... Read Bio
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