I...I am a monument to all your sins...

I'm just here to write.

A Canadian idiot.

I'm The Sentient Cloud, a now-retired fanfiction writer from New Zealand. If you're looking at this, then you've probably already found your way to either "The Piano Man" or "Those Who Came Before".

A Day in the Life

Out at sea, rockin' steam dreams and pilot valves... Deuces.

I am Treg Not really sure what else to put here...

Butts Butts BUTTS!

Prithee and well met, thou tempestuous witch of storms, to alight so delicately upon the jet streams of the cerulean sky. Welcome to Spirit Airlines.

Avatar is of Ambar, a character from the comic Las Lindas by Challodillo.

This space for rent.

Machine-God be praised. Also, call me "Mago-Five" and I'll forcefully shove a chainblade mechadendrite up your rectum. I mean it. Don't do it.

"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."

A good story isn't measured by how long it is, but by how long it stays with you.