In Idyll, there is a place that appears different to all who encounter it. It is best described as a river, but whether it is a clear-glass stream or a lake of blood-thick ink, whether the building in the centre is a new cottage or a skyscraper ruin--or whether this structure exists at all--depends on the individual. This is The River Windrose, named for the petals that drift with the wind to the spaces of the unconscious.

Saturday, November 1, 2014

NaNoWriMo 2014


NANOWRIMO IS UPON US! WRIIIITTTTE!!
I'm going through a bit of an emotional upheaval right now. But NaNo first.

Zephyr: This isn't a story about saving the world. It's about one girl trying to save herself. 
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