Apart from peculiar temporal origins, uncertain aging, psychotic depression, malnutrition, and dissociative fugue state, I’m perfectly healthy.”
“If that’s healthy, what’s sick?”
--The Subtle Thief of YouthMy current fanfiction in progress, "The Subtle Thief of Youth" is already five thousand words long, with at least another k to go. The title comes from Milton's Sonnet VII, and should serve as a hint to the general theme of the story. It's unusually dark for me, stemming from a dream I once had.