My take on CozmicZombie's piece, "Dress of bones"
This is how a poem is born.
*Sequel of-sorts to 'Jupiter moon'* Scattered pieces of past and present in the Europa!Verse. (I recommend reading 'Jupiter moon' before this)
"Stop there and let me correct it, I want to live a life from a new perspective"
You become what you're told, if you're told anything at all. *1000-word oneshot*
Gerard is a boy who believes in fairy-tales, Frank is just unfortunate. *One-shot*
When civilization has moved from Earth into space, are things really all that different?
We've all heard of Peter Pan, haven't we?
*Re-post from my other account* The one about the Danger Days-cover...