VintageConstellation
In a fast paced world, reading stories was my past time. I was hoked with the different kinds of world building inside the novels and books that I've read.
A princess. A prince. A hero. A villain.
There are even thieves, dancers, doctors, soldiers and even magicians and swordsman that isn't present in the world that I live. Magic doesn't exist here.
I love every kind of world that I read, the characters and events that unfold. Some made me mad, others made me laugh and then before I know it, tears would roll down my cheeks. They made me understand different forms of love.
Tragic love. Undying love. Faithful love. Twisted love. True love. Toxic love.
And an almost kind of love...they almost love each other. They almost made it.
And one day, I woke up and told myself that I wanted to write one. I want to create a world too. A world with my chosen characters.
A world where I would want to live myself.
Though it was just one of my whims, driven by a surge of emotions, with the excitement of creating a world like the stories I've read and love.
I was only purely acting on impulse but that day, I took out my phone and wrote online. It was a story I didn't even put much thought into. There are clearly a lot of typographical errors, missing words because I'm typing too fast, even grammatically incorrect sentences and plot holes in every turn of the pages.
It wasn't much. But I can still vividly remember the joy I felt while writing. It was frustrating yet kind of liberating.
It was fun and all, not until one day I woke up in the body of my main character. One thing came to mind then, 'I'm doomed!'
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VintageConstellation
A Writer's Whim
Started: March 8, 2025
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