A fox with a quill lies here, sleeping in the hole of his dreams. Disturb such an innocent slumber, and the flattened world shall thus crumble.

The violin, she sings her wondrous spiel.

Such sullen strings caress the tender ears,

Honeysuckle dreams swooning wrenched nerves.

Sit back into the tendrils of complacency and

enjoy the massaging strummings in your heart.

... What can I say? I like violins.

Okay... What to say about yours truly? First and foremost, I'm a poet. Music is my muse, and the forests of yore my coat-of-arms. I've been writing for two years so far, in which my writing has grown a bit exponentially from whence I started. Imagery be my forte, so you should know that I do my best to show you what I wish to convey.

Yea, I'm still here. XD Feel like I should mention that. ^^;

Well... It seems that it may be time to actually make a dent in this place to make a cozy home for myself. Need to somehow make my writing and fractals a bit more known (and as apparent with my latest submission, I'm capable of creating fractals again ^^). Slowly, throughout the time, I'll be posting what written works and fractals I deem worthy enough to submit here. A couple of my poetry, however, won't be posted unless others to which a collaboration was made were to post there's. Just don't feel that as fair.

Anyways, hope to be more active on here, faving, posting, following and all that. :3