Nothing says I miss you quite like war poetry carved in your door with a stanley knife.
By windward strides and holy ghosts, what rests beside the barren coasts?
This account is no longer in use. I'm leaving it up so people can read my stuff. If you need to contact me, send an email to dawnfade@gmail.com
Q(^_^Q). The friendliest misanthrope you'll ever meet.
A thirtysomething Brony from Pennsylvania with a library degree. I also have a Patreon.
Out at sea, rockin' steam dreams and pilot valves... Deuces.
pony-writer/pornographer looking for work. old stories undeleted. i'm sorry. Patreon here
I write pony words. Millions of them. Some people actually think they might be worth reading. I am very thankful for that. Also, I have a Patreon now?