I used to imagine characters dancing on my wall, it was my only source of amusement as a kid. My mind runs wild at night and would see things that i wasn't able to explain and not even through my writing could ever give justice.
Stories by Ruewena
Thoughts Unrestricted
A random collection of poems written at dawn.
Unliving Me
A daily entry on how to undo life and selfishly forcing an audience to my clamorous mind.
