One of my older works, longer and a bit more involved then my stories tend to be. I love this one, but I also see some room for improvement. My greastest fault, I don't want to be bothered with stories I've already finished xD

The streets of Kelith were dirty and worn. All the houses seemed tired, slumping over with age and their windows ( Read more... )

Standing in the night breeze, my dress fluttering in the soft wind as it’s soft fingers caress my face, I remember my first night wandering this forest. I had been lead there by the track beneath my feet, only wearing a blindfold, my newly painted on marks, and the leather strap holding various knives. The villagers decided I was ( Read more... )