Author has written 6 stories for Hellsing, and D.Gray-Man.
I see you have chance upon my humble abode. Good day, I bid thee. Have a cup of tea. Cream? Sugar? Ah, forgive me. I have forgotten, per se, that one cannot serve tea through a screen.
Now, about your business here. Look around, this is a parlour of fantasies, of mystery, of beauty. I hold the key to the world of allure, of words that weave a spell of enchantment, to set fire to the soul, and call upon the icy coldness of the mind. What is it, that I describe in such bold terms? Why, poetry, of course. I do not do potions, forgive me. I do not have the right... requirements, for that.
I believe I am straying...
Here, in my humble parlour, I weave stories in minimal words, which can be sung in the night to a solemn melody, telling of stories far and wide, of the heart's desire. Of course, I try to keep my quality to a certain standard, but that doesn't mean I shun the others. I am bias, yes, but I do welcome tea that was not brew by my own hand...
Regardless, here is where I keep my melodic prose, where I flaunt my ability to rhyme. You are always welcomed here, but remember, I do not do well with fire, flames, or any of that kind. While I may not enjoy engaging in arguments, I do love the random debate once in a while... If only to keep my tongue as sharp as ever.
Though some times, the memory fails me, and I may post stories of several kinds here instead of the usual rhyme and melodies. So come along and choose your poison, I assure you, I do not disappoint.
But enough of this, I am wasting your time. Do have a look around, and be sure to visit my other abode, it will be just as well as this, I assure you.
Till next time, traveler.
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