I am starting on a new journey, a journey that knows no home or place as a writer but a place where you can find depth in the character, the place where task becomes tedious and the world seems like a lesser place to live. I have a lot going on in my brain nowadays, sometimes I don't know how the day ends or how it actually began. It seems like a journal but trust me, that it's me who is trying to find solution.
My headspace has only me and the incident of that day when I saw the burnt red face.
Yes, it was my fault but I was actually forced to do it and that's how my love story began.
The truth is that I am a "Forgotten Vampire"
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Peace in Hell
Mistério / SuspenseA great writer suddenly goes mad and the secret is a rest of the story, traumatizing him and affecting his life.
