Just a random person. Maybe I'll write something at some point, I don't really know.
"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."
I'm posting some of my stories from the /fb/ general on /mlp/ and I'll be writing some other stuff from time to time.
She's looking at you. Yes you. And she is judging you with her eyes. There is no escape.