INTRODUCTION

    I sit by the fire, the flames warming me. I let my hair fall down my back, letting the sweet scent of burning wood surround me like a cloak. It's dark out, and the only light I have is the fireplace. An ink pen and notebook in my hand, I let my mind take over. I write stories about dragons and fairies, wolves with wings and other sorts of things. It's interesting what you can do when you thought you had no clue what blew your mind. See, I'm a poet, a writer of things. I tell stories of monsters and kings, people with wings with no strings attached. They are simple, yet have a message. I'm a rookie, yes, but I simply just eat a cookie and continue working. I share pieces of my soul with the world because I want to make a difference. I breath deeply, and imagine myself reaching for the clear blue sky. 


    I do hope you enjoy my stories.