Wielder of soft rage and quiet spells. Pisces sun, old-soul heart, secret storm in disguise. I write to heal, to scream in silence, and to turn sorrow into beauty. Obsessed with the forgotten, the magical, the unjust, and the tenderness buried beneath it all. If I'm not daydreaming under moonlight, I'm rewriting reality one sentence at a time.

Come for the magic. Stay for the fire.

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