Somedays, I sit, looking at the stars. I muse and wonder. I meditate and reflect. And I find the miracle in a new day of life. Especially since I swallowed so much glass the day before.
"Descriptive but creatively shallow and morally bankrupt."
Are you ready, kids? Also a thingy so my pizza funds don't run out anytime soon.
I'm your friendly neighborhood riffer. Except when I'm not. I also write pony words and review them. I hope to serve.
"Mille Fleur... Gigantesco Mano, clutch, spank and STOMP!"
Nothing special here, move along, nothing to see, just ignore the lump under the sheet and the red stuff...
Stories about: Feelings too complicated to describe, ponies
Just a big Man who's got a passion for Dragons. Don't gimme any Wyvern talk!
Be kind. For everyone you meet, life is a hard battle.
Before the change, I read over 25 million words. Yay me, I guess.