Young Writers Society

It’s an inky world outside the dark-gray-haired boy’s realm with his little brother. It’s their haven, just the two of them living blissful lives. Although there was a time they knew how to feel pain, they have forgotten it for a long time after trapping themselves in their cages.

The dark-gray-haired boy wakes his little brother in his cage, where the sun rises from its nightly slumber. The two of them sit at their tables as utensils, bowls, and dishes magically appear on the table. The two boys did not question how this was logical, for they were too ignorant of the world.

They would talk about several mundane subjects, such as asking each other how their dreams were and attempting to decipher each meaning. Of course, the two boys eventually debated whose claims were logical, albeit the anomalies in their lovely cages.

(A snippet of what I'm writing)

hi

how are you?

So... my music could possibly get into a rhythm game?
Sounds cool.

I'm back, I guess.
It's been a month.

I wouldn't appear for a while. I need time to cope after a dear friend of mine decided to sever our relationship.

I promise I'll be back.

Hello.
I am Kelisot.
You have given me writer's block.
Prepare to die.

I'm trying SMT IV and holy... it's a great game.

im gay

wip progress for a gift to my friend
I'm not the best at pixel art

hey there! im sorry to see you not making it last week in LMS, but if you wish to continue as a rogue and still be mentioned, please let me know!

i'm alive

late to say but

gobble gobble

Happy Thanksgiving, if you celebrate it.

Thanks for the follow<3 Hope to get along with you:)

popcorn