Dear Stranger. I am a writer. Fact. I write for my own pleasure, yet I seek the praise of people I don't wish to care about. Not because they aren't pleasant people, but because they are faceless humans which hold no true power over my life, still I need to hear their voices. How do… Continue reading A Unread Message
The dark days are finally over. A truce has been called. The armies have laid down their weapons and you say your life is better now that you have banished the Queen, but yet you are still wearing your battle gear. Why do you act as if you need her to rule your kingdom? I… Continue reading Truce.