I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination. Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world. AE.

Storyteller and lover of anime, gacha, and marvel movies.

yes, I did change my pen name.

Once the comp ends, I'm hoping to post some other stuff. Please let me know where I can improve!

If I'm bored with a project, I drop it. Its that simple. I then come back to it when I feel like it.

Feedback is much appreciated. My main series is Ephemera Re:Place.

I'm an aspiring writer/artist just trying to touch up on my skills and see what people think of my writing.

Hello, mina-san! Aspiring to ba a full-fledged, experienced author writing beautiful and inspiring stories! My first work on the site (A New Olympian God) is also my participation entry for the writing contest, collaboration of MAL & Honeyfeed. Check it out and vote me on MAL's app (for android and iOS) from October 3 to November 6 and from November 14 to November 30 (if I make it that far). Leave a comment giving me your genuine feedback. If you find my story interesting give me a like, it really helps (to boost my confidence) and it is much appreciated! Follow me and I will make sure to check out your story and profile :)

dsnks hi hi :D

I do things. I write things. Then I, maybe, post them. I'd say there's a method to the madness, but that method has probably changed enough times for it to be a part of that same madness. Anyway, I write, so that's what I'll do.

I am just trying to share my thoughts, lol.

“The Sun ascended slowly above the land of the rising Sun. The sky was ice crystal clear and the low Sun was so red that it looked as if it escaped from a Japanese flag. The last few hours were dead quiet in the frozen Tokachi wheat fields, in Hokkaido; a male barn owl just finished hunting rodents hiding among the wheat fields and the snow. The owl caught two red squirrels, a crying rabbit and a small snow-white lizuma weasel; it caught its last prey despite having hidden perfectly in the thick snow and barely making a sound. It stood no chance against the barn owl's acute hearing though. It was a good night’s harvest for the male owl, his mate and their four fledglings...” The rest can be read here: https://medium.com/illumination/the-field-of-ice-and-blood-5a678be3d617 All my links: http://my.bio/sharpedon

art by me btw

Brawlin'

OK, I'm here to read and comment on all stories. If your dream is to get published, then my dream is to become a professional commentor. DOES THAT MAKE SENSE???? xDDDD