I scribble. I write. My goal is simple in this vast world of chaos and I wish to
try, bare with me, to understand those who cannot be understood.
I like to give the world yet another drabble of meaningless nonsense.
But I do so with a wise caution.
It is very nice to meet you.
Stories by LoveliestLies
Technical Difficulties
Her heart races, or rather, the heap of metal that has been implanted in her chest. It's cold, every second s...
Bits of Things that Might Be
A pen hits ink, scraping across the parchment in wonder... Shakespeare lives once again.
She smiles and anoth...