Morning dawned bright through the tree canopy before striking PD’s eyes. She blinked, yawned, and rolled off her branch bed to land lightly beside Chande, still asleep on the ground. 2,833 more words
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I’m a linguistically minded artist and writer of Gothic-inspired art, music, and fiction. My passions include writing, reading, drawing, language learning, and music creation.
I started writing in my teen years, as many authors have, so it’s been quite a while for me. 116 more words