In Life, there is no Main Character.
Each and every single living thing on the
Planet has a story to tell.
Rough descriptive Translation
"You don't have to do this, my friend."
"If you possessed such power, would you do the same?"
"You make a point…
"For my family and their future…"
Well, there they go.
Each on their own little separate individual way...
They are beginning a journey that will force them to find themselves.
That is the most important thing.
And ultimately, to decide.
Is such a sacrifice worth such gain?
And I sit here, in smoldering ashes of what remains of the once strong fortres
I've been neglecting my creative outlets for far too long. I'm a writer, first and foremost, and it's about time I begin to concentrate more on fine-tuning that craft as opposed to uploading a number of my sketches and doodles which my current library is primarily composed of. It's always fun to sketch but now I believe that I must hone my literary edge to near fatal laceration levels.
For that reason, I'll mostly be submitting my completed novel part by part and doing my absolute best to edit the work itself so it becomes prime publishing material. The book itself has been done for going on three years now... I need to get back on the do
Sheez. It's been two years, folks. Lots has happened, but long story short I have a scanner, I haven't stopped drawing, and I'm in University! Hooray! Now for the better news, I'm going to start trickling new material in here!
I have an odd infatuation with drawing faces. Or the upper bodies of humans. They're just so... interesting to me. But don't worry, it's not the only thing I'll be working on!
This is a fun time for me.
...But there's someplace I'd rather be.
Bill I believe this is killing me, as a smile runs away from my face.
I'm sure I could be a movie star... if I could get outta this place.
And the manager gives me a smile.
Because he knows that it's me...
They've been coming to see...
To forget about life for a while.