I died 9 years ago, and now roam the world seeking my purpose, my home.

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My meaning comes from creating. Characters, worlds, stories, hope.

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Everything I make, has a piece of my soul.

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Every tale I weave, it's part of my endless battle from within.

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I try to stay calm, to rest easy and enjoy the calm of the waves. Nothing perplexes me more, than those who see the wave as their enemy.