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Blotted Ink with a Broken Quill

United States

13 years old.
In love with books.
Ranger's Apprentice. 1
Dawn of Wonder. 2
Wings of Fire. 3
Warriors. 4
Percy Jackson. 5

ENFP-T

Coldplay.
Beatles.

Guitarist.
Artist.
Screamer.
Lover.
Actor.

Join Date: September 12, 2018

Message from Writer

I have found that what I put here before was very deep.
Nah...
Just wanted to say hi.
So hello.

And remember that whoever you are, however you look, in what way you think, what you drink, how you express yourself, how you write, what music you listen to, and even how long your fingernails are, the only real thing about you is what you decide to be.

Thought you were immortal?

August 13, 2019

The inferno exploded with a magnificence that I hadn't seen in what must've been two hundred years, the power akin to that of a nuclear bomb, and before I had the chance to examine my attacker, I was promptly blasted off the ground, launched into a blur of multi-colored green and brown. Branches caught me as I heard a sharp crack, and felt a blooming warmth in my back, quickly rising into bloodcurdling agony. Broken spine. 
A quiet swish of leather speaks through the leaves, and I turn to see a man who I had long thought was dead.

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