I proved my namesake in a duel of honour. The crayon never stood a chance.
Forged from the eldest fires and cast upon the seething shore, broken and remade, alive and dead. We are killer and monster, savior and saint. Now I am become writer, creator of worlds.
I write a variety of story types and often have more ideas than I know what to do with. If you like what you see, don't be afraid to drop a review.
Everyone has the right to their own opinion. Unless it conflicts with my opinion. Then, their opinion is wrong.
Sometimes I like to pretend that I'm good at writing.