A collection of my raw and unfiltered reflections-confessions, heartbreaks, inspirations, and moments of love captured in words. These random thoughts are pieces of a soul, shared one page at a time.

Beneath the roots lies a realm unspoken, where shadows breathe and rivers run black. A single step too far unravels the veil between worlds, turning play into curse, and innocence into exile. Beyond the roots, the air itself conspires, forests whisper of forgotten kings, and demons walk as both beasts and men. Yet above that abyss rises a kingdom of warmth, a fragile jewel cradled in sunlight. Its streets awaken each dawn in a riot of color: banners ripple, stalls spill with fruit and cloth, and fountains laugh with crystal spray. Children dart through blooming gardens, their laughter ringing louder than bells, while elders sit beneath arching roots, telling stories of brighter days. Here, joy is stitched into life itself. The baker greets with sugared bread, the blacksmith's hammer sings with the town musicians, and couples dance when lanterns glow like fallen stars. Festivals turn nights into oceans of song, where drums thunder and torches paint the sky in fire and gold. In this place, hope does not hide-it parades, it feasts, it laughs. The people call their home a sanctuary, untouched by sorrow, where each day begins with promise and ends in peace. To live here is to believe, if only for a moment, that darkness is nothing more than a distant dream. But beneath their feet, the roots stretch into silence. For every blossom hides its shadow, and every feast masks a silence that waits. The kingdom may be a cradle of joy, but its foundation drinks from the same soil where nightmares stir. Here, survival is no gift. Every choice is a bargain, every path a trial. What seems human may wear another face, and what seems monstrous may hold a broken heart. Secrets buried for centuries stir in the soil, twisting destiny tighter with every breath. This is not a tale of crowns or kingdoms, but of a world where light is fragile, where hope withers, and where even the roots that bind the earth tremble before what waits below.

Venine Amary Madrigal is a conservative girl. Graduating sa kursong Architecture at kilala sa kanilang school dahil sa taglay na ganda at talino. Naging masalimuot ang kanyang buhay simula ng mamatay ang kanyang mga magulang at naiwan sa puder ng kanyang wicked stepmother and stepsisters. Mabuti na lang at nariyan pa ang itinuturing nitong best friend at karamay sa lahat na si Tamira. Tamira Sienn Alcantara is certified playgirl and has a title of 'Beautiful Devil'. Lumaki sa marangyang pamilya ngunit sa kabila ng taglay nitong ganda ay ganoon naman kasama ang ugali kung tatanongin ang iba. Alam niya sa sariling gusto niya si Venine pero dahil bago lang sa kanya ang nararamdaman ay pilit nitong ikinaila at sa halip ay ibinabaling na lang sa iba ang nararamdaman. Dumating ang araw na nagkaroon ng lakas ng loob si Tamira na umamin kay Venine ng totoo niyang nararamdaman at doon na nagbago ang lahat. Will they win the war for love or will they just surrender? ===== Highest Rank Achieved: #1 in girlxgirl (05.22.2020) WARNING: This is a girl to girl love story. So if you are not into it or let's say you don't like that kind of story, I'm telling you, much better na huwag mo na lang ituloy ang pagbabasa nito para hindi ka na mabother. ANOTHER WARNING: Too much flirting ahead with SPG scenes. QUICK NOTE: I was inspired sa isang nabasa ko so I came up with this story. I find them really cute kasi. This is also my first time writing this kind of story. Wala lang, trip ko lang. Explore lang ganon hahaha! Enjoy!