The only place she could truly feel comfort and peace was alone.
Down in her room, replaying old records, that her family would kill her if they heard one more time.
Down in her room, rereading old books that no one wanted to hear about anymore.
Down in her room, away from everything that pressured her, away from the terrors of her life,
Down in her room,
Alone.
Writers are those who spin tales from nothing.
Writers are those who build worlds upon what they came up with.
Writers are those who dig deep into others—what they think or do.
Chapter One:
1362AD
Prologue: I stared at the computer screen. Word after word after word. This thing drove me nuts. What good was trying to write a book anyway? So what, if the perfect book is not written, you must write it?” It was just too hard.
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