A skeletal figure on a pale horse approaches, stepping lightly over the dead and before the yet living. He carries the five-petaled flower as a standard and ignores all pleas.
Elements: Resistance to Change, Personal Transformation, Precipice
I've been writing all my life. Although one day I'll try my hand at historical nonfiction, my true passion is in fantastical fiction. Whether it be Medieval, Victorian, or something stranger, I love it all. But what I love best is the interaction between two characters, two archetypes--different each time, altered by the stroke of the butterfly's wing. Come and read what I have to offer.
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