The marks left by the rope had been burned away by the fire. No one knew what had happened in the barn that night, and no one would know. Know of how his soul was taken away by the women.
The Child Dreamer – Chapter Two: The Mark
Dead Dreamer’s Evolution
There are writers who work with silence. Those who work with television on in the background. And there are those who write with music in the background.
The Fae
The Fae The world sees the mysterious creatures Leaving "blessings" wherever they may go Creating a balanced world Allowing life to flourish But also Death
The Dark Battles
Writing is an escape. It's a very personal journey to write the stories that are in my head.
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Where do they come from...
Dead Dreamer 