Sweetie, Some Flowers, and a Blue Snow Shovel:
my first picture
(I commented on Tori's)
The Lande beyond the violet mist has finally come into its own. It has changed and grown through its ages, but now that I have graduated, it is thoroughly mine. In this fantastical lande of my invention, there is randomness, mystery, and wonder; there are things beautiful and strange; there are things from many Landes and splendid places; but most of all, there is writing, for I am and forever shall be a writer. Welcome to the Lande beyond the violet mist.
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