I write to save the world from hunger, poverty, wars, child abuse, rape, suicides, make it more interesting, more people hugging, more happy endings... All in my head.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be blade that was broken, The crownless again shall be king.
I'll admit the two turtle doves are growing on me, but there are ten birds in this house already and we both know geese are feathered bioweapons of mass destruction. — Silvern
