Zad's got a new home. I'm not revising this or anything. I wanna write on the fly. Maybe next time I'll be more serious about it.
Venting with Lars = psychosis.
Sad-kiel.
I know nothing about Old English but I do know how to type dumb, sucky poems. Zadkiel is reflecting on their daemons.
Small poem. Nothing intricate, professional, formal, whatever. I'm not a writer, just a hobbyist, so don't expect much. I want to practice regardless.
- NSFW
This is old writing for Camellia. While I'm going to dump this exact scene in the main story, I still want to reference this for Camellia's characterization.
I hate being vulnerable too.
A rewrite of an old vulnerable story.
Characters are my OCs, Camellia and Iris.
soulbox