My name is Katrina. I have my differences in the world. Number 1: I am a Wondla: a race of humans that can transform into one specific creature, but sort of evolve up to a certain stance from that form. Number 2: I have received an acceptance letter to a place called Hogwarts. My name is Katrina the Wondla...
"i. they tell me they cannot comprehend art. where art is, whispers reside. ii. i tell them that the only art i need are the words that bleed onto paper. iii. they tell me it doesn't work that way. there are compromises for art. sports. science. history. iv. but i want to speak. there are moments that fleet...
"A little song in my heart?" Not really. What Jo has is closer to a symphony, with a variety of instruments pouring out their sounds in unity while fighting for dominance. The melodies parade around her head, and then gently float up to the sky like brightly-colored balloons. It's an eternal symphony, and she is the c...
