General

This account is made with literate roleplay in mind, but I don't mind chatting with anyone, really, especially if you're a soul in need of some company.

Music

Creative and unique individuals, my eyes will always find you in a crowd. Especially if you're willing to share your creative efforts with me, so together we can create something that will etch a lasting memory within our souls. I draw, I sculpt, but above all, I love to write. If you're a roleplayer yearning for a long, literate experience, please contact me.

Movies

Television

Books

" When she was to be taken to the campfire, the inquisitors took the baby from her arms, and she screamed, begging for the child to not see her burn. The boy, who stared at her from afar, drenched in tears, was blindfolded: the blindfold was immediately moistened. The bonfire was surrounded by people, there to see the execution. They screamed, calling her a witch and heretic.
When the flames started licking the pile of firewood, she asked a kind soul to build a wicker figure in her image and size, and to place the child in its arms so the baby would not miss her. And so they did, and when the figure was built, they placed the bawling child in its arms, and the orphan immediately stopped crying. "
The Miracle was merciful once again.

Heroes