A soul lost in dark and stuck with words.
In the depths of my mind, shado
ws dance like specters, weaving a macabre waltz of forgotten dreams. Words swirl, a maelstrom of emotions, as my soul navigates the labyrinth of darkness. Every step echoes with the whispers of what's lost, every breath a reminder of the silence that haunts me.".


"Words are my solace, ink my sanctuary. Authors' whispers echo in my mind, guiding my pen to craft tales of love, loss, and dreams. With every sentence, my soul awakens, weaving worlds where imagination knows no bounds. In the realm of stories, I find my haven, where words set my heart free.

A huge fan of Ana Haung and my insipiration for writing books 

I  suppprt and encourage all the small writers who started their jouney 
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