Eve Estelle

You know that calm, peaceful, reflective feeling when the world is brought into perspective? Say, the view of a quaint town from the height of a mountain...
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/1182000559-on-the-wings-of-freedom

Death and loss are a part of life. It's up to those left behind to remember, and to allow those who are gone to remain in their hearts.
          
          Gone, but not forgotten; gone, but not abandoned. They survive in us.
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/story/201255714-remembrance

Hey, heyyy!! Long time no see. I'm working on getting a couple more pieces up here again. Finally sitting back down to work. :)

To lie is to carry a weight upon your shoulder; until the decision is made, voluntarily or involuntarily, to be rid of it. https://www.wattpad.com/story/200717079

We climb mountains; sometimes, too, we fall from their peaks. Remember "Human Spirit"? I'd do it differently now, but a lot of effort went into this one. https://www.wattpad.com/story/199574564

Halloween 2014! My first holiday poem. https://www.wattpad.com/story/198085888

Walk with me in starlight! Remember my first ever short story on EoN? Fun, atmospheric, and very, very flawed. https://www.wattpad.com/story/197284053

I've always been a bit fond of this one! I've always wanted to redo it, too. (Someday, someday.) https://www.wattpad.com/story/195672320

Seconds, anyone?! Sorry, puns. Bad puns. Never again. Er -- here's my second crappy old poem! https://www.wattpad.com/story/195206344