From over there I think of an epic tail of a fairy that has opticals to get throw. From the world of the unknown. Not totally feeling she fits in. She dose what she can to see if she can find her self along the way.
To that I start to write it on the computer, going this way and that. Really feeling the story with in. Going page after page. Chilling still, here and there to it. Just as I smile to all the thoughts going throw my head. I go yes this is the life, my girly self, I say with a meow. Just feeling the, JOY.