Hello! } :3

In reality I'm a never normal but generally inconspicuous seventeen year old with few great accomplishments, but plenty of dreams. Too many dreams. *headache intensifies*

I do have some talents at least, most of which have to do with natural things such as gardening and getting along with animals and identifying common birds by their songs. The one I use most however is my massive imagination and honed skills in the English language. So for me reality is super boring because in my head I'm a greater nature spirit that appears as both a stag and a lioness simultaneously; Occa and Occa.

I am at story teller a heart; my imagination is the setting cast upon the backdrop of a blank piece of paper. I prowl forests glowing with bio luminescence or trek through a desert under the cool kiss of the moon and the words spill out. Some have no end or particular purpose; they go unused and eventually forgotten, but they hold the most value to me. They come in poetic little blurbs that don't really fit in with anything else, but they're essential for defining a character, and often hold the key to entire story lines.