homePerhaps for a moment, time seems to stand still, as if the very center of the universe was holding its breath. A sharp point dangling over the surface of a world still incomplete, defined by the stuffs of legend, a brilliant mind, and careful placements of certain symbols, waiting for just the right second, or perhaps a new occurrence to take place. So much can happen in a moment. A person's life could begin, a house could be burned to a crisp, a new, fresh love could be kindled. But nothing happened until the point, loaded with blank ink, came in contact with the world it was creating. Nothing more than a sheet of parchment paper, illuminated by a candle's flame, licking at the thin wick it tip-toed upon as it overlooked the makings of a new thing... a world anew, breathing life to something else entirely.home by cresent-lunette
The quill's tip continued to scribble, scratch, and leave behind a trail as the hand grasping the shaft of the quill twitched to form symbols. Words. Letter by letter, the owner of
Current Residence: Alternia
Favourite genre of music: dubstep
Favourite style of art: I have a secret affection for pixel art.
Operating System: Windows 7
Skin of choice: gray
Favourite cartoon character: Karkat Vantas
Personal Quote: COME AT ME, BRO.