Understand. I'll slip quietly away from the noisy crowd when I see the pale stars rising, blooming, over the oaks. I'll pursue solitary pathways through the pale twilit meadows with only this one dream: you come too.
And yes. That is me in my profile picture, standing in one of the alcoves in the Coliseum in Rome squaring up to the camera man and pretending I'm a gladiator.
I'm a chirpy Scotswoman with an attitude and a silvertongue that could talk the legs off of a donkey. I'm not twelve but not yet twenty. I've got pets coming out of my ears, along with very loud music belonging to bands like Nine Inch Nails, Soundgarden, and Korn. With a little bit of '80's pop and Michael Buble to confuse you.
I'd have a DA account, but it won't let me: apparently I'm banned. I know it's something to do with the IP address, but when you try it all over the county it becomes a bit of a personal insult. Don't even get me started on LJ.
I can have a bit of a short temper, and all flames will be fed to Turkish Delight, my muse, or myself, depending on the severity.
That's all for now, and thanks to all the people who've added me to their author alert/favourites.
Lady Otori,
Onward we go!
I've just registered myself officially as a betareader, and I'm currently working with Viktor Mayrin at the moment. Take a look at his work: it's really very good, and an interesting and original take on the Naruverse.
Any other requests will gladly be accepted, just check out my beta profile!
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