Vacancy.

And are you my prince?

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The desire to write about a good Mai-Hime fanfic for Valentine's day has apparently not gotten over my head just yet. Maybe I should, or maybe I shouldn't. That depends on my schedule.

'Katashiro' will be uploaded soon, the very first chapter will be uploaded followed soon by the second if I have a good response, or else I will scrap it. I hate to do it, but I just seem to find that incomplete stories with a lack of response just puts me down. Then again, I believe that the reviews does make the writer happy.

A happy reader makes a happy writer.

A review makes a writer write more.

A reader makes a review that is worth so much more.

Well, that is my theory so to speak.

Yet, I don't like to force people to write a review. It somehow pains me to ask to R&R. However, I personally feel happy when I upload a story for people all over the world to read. It makes me feel happy.

I think I'm happy.

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Those who are thinking of what is the Autumn Vacancy tag that is on the sideline? It simply leads one to the site of one of the original fiction that I will be posting on another blog spot. The summary is as followed:

In the endless search for her own identity, she is accompanied by this unknown young girl that tags along with her through her journey. As the days passed with this mysterious young girl, can one really find who she truly is? Or is she simply living within the fabrication of her shadow?

Hence it starts.

There is a mix of genres inside, but usually it revolves around the main idea of finding one's identity.

I was thinking how fun it would be to write in such a way. So if one reads it, I hope you would enjoy it.

Thank you for the hard work!

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Happy Valentine's Day!

Everyone! Spread the love!

Here I pass you a rose, a purple one in fact:



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I was caught in traffic, well human traffic, and this was one of the conversations I heard while trudging along side this couple. The boy was tall and the girl was short, and I realised how the girl seemingly tried to reach the boy's height by wearing quite high stilettos. The girl clung onto the boy's arm and I heard somewhat as followed:

I reached up to pull my headphones down and I wondered why there was such a crowd in front of me. I looked at the side and I realised that there was a tall boy standing next to me and to his left was a girl. I had thought she was tall but I looked down to find her wearing heels. The girl had a high pitched voice and she whined,

'Why aren't we moving?'

I turned back and realised that the crowd I was in was moving at a slow pace, I took a small step back to try to ease into a slower pace. The boy just shrugged his shoulder and grumbled something about a sale going on up ahead.

'Then why did you bring me here?'

I said an apology to the woman on my left and I perked my ears to hear his response. He sounded tired,

'Well, you wanted to come here.'

'No, when did I say that?'

I placed my headphones back on and drummed in the music. I smiled at everyone and murmured to myself,

'Lucky me.'

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Then again,

Cheers!