A guy with too much time on his hands. Enjoys writing and over-analyzing things.
Nothing says I miss you quite like war poetry carved in your door with a stanley knife.
Why do I write? Because I can't draw! I write mainly as an outlet, and don't take it too seriously. If you like what I write, awesome! If not, that's cool too.
I drew a line on the ground in the shape of the earth
"Gold for the merchant, silver for the maid / Copper for the craftsman, cunning in his trade / 'Good', laughed the Baron, sitting in his hall / But iron - cold iron - shall be the master of them all."
Saddlesoap Opera is a Canadian Brony who loves to write and read fiction of nearly all kinds.
I am an owl driving a surprisingly sophisticated human robot.
Canadian citizen, Serbian origin. Love to write crossovers and I'm a proofreader, too.