As the Faceless Poet, I embody mystery and anonymity, channeling my emotions and thoughts purely through words without the need for identity. 
My presence is felt in the power of my creativity, with no face or name to claim it. Detached from physical form, my creations float between chaos and serenity, drawing inspiration from both the natural world and the noise of the city. I'm are a voice without a visage, a creator of profound expression that transcends the need for recognition.
  • JoinedFebruary 19, 2022



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The Heir of Ash and Iron by PatrickNofel9
The Heir of Ash and Iron
The Heir of Ash and Iron tells the tragic tale of a young prince born into a prosperous kingdom, where love a...
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