Evalisse Rae. Poems for the silent tears, hushed laughs, and soft turning of moonlight. Occasionally, Caelirae Fleur, if I'm feeling flowery. >< Welcome to my poem pocket, feel free to stay a while. Make yourself at home <3
Remember: the plot is nothing more than footprints left in the snow after your characters have run by on their way to incredible destinations. — Ray Bradbury