Welcome, stranger.
_{I hope a friend, rather than a foe.}

~¤~

Walked through doors
leading to unknown hallways
that gleam a light
reflecting from nowhere
and at the end
what awaits is an empty room
filled with anguished screams



Gloomy, melancholy. As opposed to a happy-go-lucky mentality, which I would love to possess. Things just don't go that way, and so I am who I am. Deal with it. So do I... sometimes.
I'm not always brooding. I do have my happy moments. I have more in me than what the first glance tells. Then again, that is the case with most people, so I'm not unique in that aspect. But I like to think that I'm one of a kind, somehow.

Linderel is...
_{bio burial site}



Poet, singer, dreamer, eccentric.
If you want to know, you'll either have to do some wiki-stalkerage or simply message me. The former is a remarkably easier option, though, since I tend to be asocial. However, no matter what you choose to do, you should take a look at my artsy wikis.
_{Yes, this is shameless plugging. It's my house, I have a right to do that.}

Links? Got 'em.

Blessings of the muse
Coal black wings
Crafted with love
Gallerie
Lin's form practice
Picture perfect
Stuff for Lami
Trophy Room

~¤~

_{Now, off with you. Go somewhere more interesting.}




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