Frostforest Stories

Minecraft isn't just a game... It's a place. But really, is it as wonderful as you may think? Minecraftia's citizens is split up into two groups, always battling it out for triumph and survival itself. There are the hunters; rich, glamorous, cold, ruthless. Then there is the hunted... Well, how do I put this? They're children. They're misunderstood. They're glitches. Spawned with the potential of having incredible power, they're sentenced to a grisly death from the beginning. Some may call their powers a gift, but really it's a curse. Once, spawned as a glitch was a blessing. But everything changed, and being a glitch meant certain death, one way or another. It's a never-ending chase, and if you're caught it's game over. But... Can a group of misfit glitches change everything?

(WARNING: I'M A TOTAL AWKWARD DORK IN THE BEGINNING CHAPTERS, IDK WHY. ALSO, THE ART FOR A WHILE IS ABSOLUTE CRAP. SKIP AHEAD OR DEAL WITH IT LOL) I draw. That's the most important thing to know. I absolutely adore drawing both traditionally and digitally, even though I'm not a professional. Well, a girl can dream. However, I'm very passionate about drawing, and I have really begun to take drawing seriously. The other things you should know about me is that I'm crazy, insane, weird... aka average young person of my age. I love, and mainly draw anime and manga, though my fandoms stretch over quite a lot of randomness... I draw: -FNAF -My OCs -Fanart -Miscellaneous -Random Crap I did not really have to make a list, huh... Well, whatever. Check this art book out, because (inserts amazing reason), and let's see what happens when Vesper tries to art... (I own the cover)