I have too many worlds living inside my head.
Too many voices, too many stories, too many characters who refuse to stay quiet.
They show up in the quiet moments, talk over each other at midnight, demand to be written, to be seen, to be real. Some of them are chaotic, some are broken, some are dangerous-but all of them are mine.
And I love them. 
Every unfinished idea, every half-formed scene, every character-they stay with me, carrying me through my darkness, waiting for their turn to exist beyond my mind.
I intend to give it to them.
And I hope you, reader, love them as much as I do.


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