Poetry chipped from stone and woven from silk. Stories that tear the heart and carefully patches up the torn seams. Ramblings of a human being that is both significant and not, that is neither here nor there. This was originally in "A small collection of poems and short stories" however my account was wiped so I am r...
They found her in the living room, sitting. Just a child. One who made an insane claim. It wasn't something they would've believed if not for the fact that she had the proof to support it. The Akatsuki is thrown through a spiral when Nahiko Uzumaki shows up. An orphan girl was many, many secrets.
Exactly as it is seen in the title. Most of them have been created during the very early hours of the day when I couldn't sleep and haven't been edited at all. My apologies for any grammar or typos you may find within this collection. Disclaimer: I own nothing except for my poems.
