After years of cold silence, a figure rises from the shards of glass in the form of Nama Shivaya . . . A longtime member of Fanfiction.net, I've returned after an extended hiatus with a new name, new outlook, and a renewed interest in fanfiction. Writing is a wonderful pastime of mine, and I'm itching to share my stories once again. Let the games begin. |
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