"I do not write because I can, I write because I must."
I realised from a very young age that speaking my heart was not an option. I could never find the words to express myself. And telling stories around a campfire was just plain humiliating. So I turned to the blank page, the white expanse of a clean word document to release all the emotions roiling in my young soul. I discovered worlds that I myself could create, I experienced adventures of which I could choose the endings, I created characters who would be my friends for life; I fell in love with the creation of the written word.
As I got older, I realised that the monsters of reality were slowly but surely finding their way into my writings... but I never stopped. My stories influenced me, just as the world influenced them. I was maturing, and so was my work. Now I am 21 and I have seen much in my life that no young person should ever have had to behold. And still I write. I grow. I live.
Two fates bound by hatred. One is Human, the other, a Devil-Human. How did these two come to hate each other? And how does a complete stranger, the girl with emerald colored eyes, tie these fates?
Category: Fantasy - Rating: R - Genres: Drama,Fantasy,Romance - Warnings: [V] - Chapters: 6 - Published: 2008-03-14 - Updated: 2009-04-18 - 24619 words