Depression. Paranoia. Desire. Babies are all born the same, naked and crying. But with age, we learn to hide our cries behind perfect smiles. The desire for expression never does die out though. So what happens to it when it is suppressed too long? Some lessons are meant to be learned the hard way. "A fantasy tale bewaring the dangers of the unseen emotions caged within our treacherous hearts." Have you ever wanted to cry? Have you ever sought solace from someone you know? This is a novela that will pique your curiosity regardless of what kind of relationship you share with those notorious pearls of emotion, popularly known as tears. Venture forth beloved reader, and once you're done, let me know: "Did you feel it?" (Disclaimer: As the title may already suggest, this is a horror story. Reader discretion is advised. ) ************************************************** The covers in the book- along with the story itself- are an exclusive property of the author. All calligraphy and lettering pieces too belong to the author. Art and photos have mostly been obtained via pintrest. Exceptions will be mentioned.

Just an attempt to put my poetry out there for the world to see... " I hate this emptiness I feel; But I know that this is my ordeal; Although the shackle's caging me are, Wrought with love, and bound with hate; They do seal a special fate; So come meet me at my hiding place. " Venture forth, beloved reader, and once you are done, let me know : Did you feel it? (This is part two of the book, make sure you check out the first in the series too.) (Disclaimer 1: The above was written in an insomniac fit... I swear the ones inside are better... and no, I have no intention of taking this down anytime soon) (Disclaimer 2: None of the photos accompanying the chapters belong to me. Neither does the cover. If any do in the future, it'll be explicitly mention in a note alongside the date of the poems. As for any calligraphy you may spot as pictures, they will be mine.)

The Deadlands - dry, arid, and merciless. A place where only the scent of death hangs loosely on the scorching winds. This is all that remains of a once bright world. This is the only world that Rain-Born has ever known. As a warrior of the Hanakh tribe she is without peer - a fearless, cold-blooded huntress. Knowing her skills, her village Elder bestows her with a sacred quest she must not refuse. She must reach the ancient Iron Forest and find the object that will save their tribe from certain destruction at the hands of their enemies: Callisto. But Rain-Born's journey is not her own. Unbeknownst to her, another wanders in the desolate wastes under very different circumstances. One who will come to call her friend. For these two travelers, the great Iron Forest holds the key to a brighter future... ...If they can survive long enough to reach it. ______________________________________________________________________ ----You may also find Callisto on: Royal Road.com (Crossposted as of 04/06/23)---- Awards: First Place in 'The Berry Pancake Awards' (22/01/23) First Place in 'The Gloria Regali Awards' (17/10/22) Second Place in 'The Count Awards' (15/04/22) Fifth Place in 'The Dusk Awards' (15/05/22) Features: Dystopian & Apocalypse 'Disastrous Dystopias and Paradise Utopias' (23/01/23) Stories Undiscovered 'Into the Abyss' (23/10/22) Wattpad Darkfantasy: 'Dark Laboratory' (15/09/22) Stories Undiscovered: Action/Adventure/Sci-Fi (03/06/23) Accolades: #1 in 'Talking Animals' (07/05/22) #2 in 'Girl protagonist' (18/05/22) #1 in 'Fantasy Adventure' (12/09/22) TW: Strong violence/language.