200 Poems.
Pale Moon
O deep pale moon
answer me, why don’t you?
How you always gaze at me
every night, there you are,
watching me under the pale night
Always accompanied by
the twinkling starlight
lighting up the dark,
showing me a path
guided by a pale moon
End of an Era
It’s a strange sensation to possess. As much as I do have an idea for a fourth of the Underworlds stories… Read more…
First draft of third book done!
The first draft on the third book ended at 127.000 words… Read more…
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