I was the six year old little girl who used to suck on a crayon while watching her brother play Warcraft II and constantly ask “When are you gonna make more elves?!”

“I can’t have an army of just elves. I’ll lose”

“But I like elves.”

“Can you go away now?”

And that’s when I decided. When I grew up, I was going to be an elf.

Yep.

Sadly that didn't work out, so I turned to writing instead. I really hope you like my work :)

A Few of my favourite artists:

-Motion City Soundtrack

-The Matches (RIP)

-Sonny Moore (DJ Skrillex)

-Say Anything

-Watchout! There’s Ghosts

-Alexisonfire

Movies/Books/Tv Series:

-Doctor Who

-Torchwood

-Darren Shan’s Demonata Series

-Michelle Paver's Chronicles of Ancient Darkness

Both The Sight and Fell

-The Ginger Snaps Triology

-The Artemis Fowl Series

Favourite Quotes:

“There was a boy, who shared your bones, your eager blood, your affinity for love.

He had it all in his hands, and he watched it all turn to sand.

If this boy they speak of sincerely sits atop my family tree,

Then I was truly meant to leave the dark down this path set out in front of me.

I will reunite this world’s divided halves, fulfill my history.

This is more than divide decreed, it’s my destiny.”

-Razia’s Shadow (Forgive Durden)

“So where has all the day gone?

And why are my lungs aching when I breathe?

Is there something wrong with the heat,

Why am I so cold?

And my heart feels sick, and it hurts when I speak.”

-Happiness by the Kilowatt (Alexisonfire)

"It's too much. Guilt, fear and loneliness overwhelm me. I'm not in close touch with my human emotions these days. I've become a detached, brutal excuse for a person. But tonight, for a few brief minutes, my defenses crumble. I become an awkward teenager again. I feel the weight of the expectations that ride upon me... the awful price the world will pay if I fail... those who've been lost... the lives I've taken, like the confused little girl tonight... the fear of what might be waiting for me when i cross to Lord Loss’s realm... Juni’s prophecy.

As my face contorts and I become more human, my chest heaves and I weep. Hot, thick, salty tears run down my cheeks as I sob and beg for help from the dead - Dervish and Beranabus, Mum and Dad, Meera and Bill-E. I’ve blinded a friend, hidden terrible truths from those who've placed their trust in me. Killed and lied. And, if Juni's to be believed, there’s worse to come.

I wail and mumble madly, biting into the gowns to stifle my cries, pounding my chest and face with my fists. I curse the universe, God if he exists, the Old Creatures, the Disciples, Lord Loss and all the demons. But most of all I curse myself, poor, pitiful, apocalyptic Grubbs Grady."

-Hells Heroes (Darren Shan)