B.R.B

Oh. This account existed? I was writing something? Oh!...
          (Insufficient Planning+Procrastination=Lack of Updates)

Did you know that in an ancient roman festival named Lupercalia, priests sacrificed goats and a dog, then skinned them, fashioned loincloths and whips (not designed to hurt), then went around the streets of Rome whipping people?

First, I changed my name from Deivian (just in case).
          Second, I changed the name of my new book to "Arai | Of Magic and Spirit."
          Third, another note.

1 week for a new chapter? Pfft, who said that. Me? Ha. Sorry, but my friend Procrastination won't let me.

This is a comment. A very mysterious one. One I will not explain. Maybe. I'm not too sure.

People observing the sky without a telescope: MY NECK. IT'S BENT AT A 90 DEGREE ANGLE.

Do you know those writers who take, like, a 10 month hiatus or something? I take a huge inspiration from them.

GIMME A SIGN BIYATCHET

AR U ALIVE 

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