KavanLostWings -- aliases -- KavanBurningWings

I am, quite frankly, a horrible updater. If you stick with me, get ready for year and month apart updates. If you can overlook that though, I do put everything into my writing and try hard not to fall short, when I actually do write.

Procrastinator instinct.

"Be a perfectionist, you're nothing if you're just another."

Simple facts about the author:

Respectfully still in adolescence. Loves to write. Replies to Pms--though a bit late. Greatly appreciates reviews and any sort of feedback. Writes in detailed third person. TheseScarletDropsOfINK's number one fan and knight. Does not appreciate being pressured to update Will never stick to a schedule. Roleplayer for Kiryu Zero. College student. Psychology major. ISTP - The Logistician Aquarius

Fingers cold like crystal ice brushed over tears unfit for knights. They sparkled like the northern lights, but slid down his flesh in gentle bites.

It had happened at the twelfth hour, and despair was parading from his own personal tower.

Dark irises with the ability to entice skimmed over fears unfit for vice. They shimmered like stars at night, but awakened the urge within him to fight.

It had happened at the sixteenth hour, and desperation was refusing to let him cower.

His might and his power, concealed behind, the petal of a flower.

- The author of this page.