Spilled Ink

A piece of soul in ink, and unto the paper it spilled. A collection of thoughts that rhyme from a wandering mind.

Minor Adventure

I, Aimi Clarke, was sixteen years old when I moved to Blue Moon Pack with my older brother the summer after my first shift. I was the new kid in town, the new wolf, and the wild child. That's all anyone ever saw me as just because I had blue tipped black hair, rode a motorcycle, and dressed like I was ready for battle...