So recently me eric and logan went for a walk down furnace rd at night during a thunderstorm...and a few days later me and a few buds went to hang at the end of the pier on the lake during a wind storm, and it inspired me to do some writing maybe ill work on my book...maybe ill turn Closed space into a book All for closed space being a book say aye!

It seems the best way to do things.

The feeling of seclusion when in a creepy place on a dreary day or night, even when with friends, is scary, but awe inspiering. I have gotten many ideas on writings over the past few days.

A few more days left...ill have to get as much sword practice in as possible.

Just as the darkness ensrouds us, only then do you realise how alone you realy are. As the rain falls it drowns out sound and washes away the remnants of those around you. You are alone thus it was and thus it shale be until the light is shed again.