Zavaari's Diary

The life of Zavaari
Updates every Mon

For countless centuries Zavaari has been plagued by the typhoon that was their mind. There was constant chatter, a many ideas going every which way, untamed. At times it felt like their brain was being stretched out in every direction. This was a known fact to those close to Zavaari, and so a friend trying to make jest, compared their gloomy persona and racing mind to being surrounded by demons. It brought bouts of laughter, however, it oddly served to Slowly quiet their mind
That Fugacious balance seemed attainable on a cold bleak day in the threshold of winter and fall.
Finally! Not another thought. Just one singula-
Then a cold eerie drift reached them. They sensed it in the breeze it told them to leave. Alert they turned. there was no effort to hide or Flee. It was a small figure ghostly in appearance, with small horns and a tail.
"What the hell!"

Sauli