All empires fall eventually. It is the way of things.

The rain increases and umbrellas sprout like mushrooms amongst the graves.

"I am already married," she remarks to the empty air, twisting the ring on her right hand that covers an sold, distinctive scar.

I thought a circus environment would be an interesting venue to explore, where you didn't just have one tent with three rings and a show going on but where you could explore different things in different tents.

I keep waiting for things to get back down to whelming, but they stay at overwhelming.

I am a fan of magic and fantasy, particularly when it's grounded in reality.

I have absurdly vivid dreams.