- member since September 6, 2010
Hey Kairichu if you could check your Private Messages that would be great.
You are walking on Miami Beach in Florida, in front of you is a young handsome Egyptian man wearing brown shorts; he trips and falls, his satchel opens and a dozen rose seeds are spilled into the sand. A possible thunder shower threatens overhead, a crack of thunder. The young man looks around nervously as he scoops up the seeds, as if someone might be following him. Asim counts the seeds and appears satisfied as he continues on his way. It starts to rain and a yellow rose grows instantly where he had dropped the seeds, growing so fast that it has to be magic.
“Hey,” the beautiful rose speaks to you. “Did me out and take me home and I’ll grant you a wish.”
You reach down and touch one of its petals and it feels wonderfully soft and has the most wonderful fragrance. “A talking flower? That’s impossible.”
It starts to rain as you dig around it.
The flower appears to look down the beach. “Hurry up before he comes back. All his wishes are evil.”
You quickly commence to dig.
Unrealistic or not my writing gives me hope. But with something like 50 000 books published every month it is a little discouraging. I didn’t think there were that many writers. But I continue to write and hope.
You have a nice shelf.
I hope you are reading lots of interesting books.
Knights of the Dragon:
Leander is under siege. It seems their wizard is dying. A dragon befriends a boy and hires knights to save his kingdom. Alexa is a match for any man, except perhaps for Stone; they’ve had eyes for one another for years, though neither will admit it. A dragon is born that turns out to be a wizard, a rare dragon indeed.
And there are whispers of a boy wizard.
It’s a tale of wizards, dragons, romance and knights.
Please have a look at my author page.
How's life been?! I've missed this place, but coming back is so weird...
Hey... It's actually awkward to try and contanct you, even if you are my friend on facebook... It's like we never exsisted in each others lives. And it freaks me out.
Can I just say, I love your picture.
I have three things to say to that note:
1. No, sorry, I clearly ended up not being on ;P
2. HOLY SHIZ YOU SPELLED ZAYN'S NAME WRONG WHAT ON EARTH IS THE MATTER WITH YOU GAH
3. No. NO. JUST NO TO THE FREAKING NO. I ALREADY HAVE THE PERFECT, WELL THOUGHT OUT PICK-UP LINE TO MAKE HARRY FALL IN LOVE WITH ME. BACK OFF. And I'm seeing him in concert tomorrow, so I'm going to casually meet him, we will fall in love, get married, and ride into the sunset on our unicorns. Suck it.