Just letting anyone who wants to know know that I juts edited a teeny bit of the preface to The Opposing Fates. It's nothing big, don't worry. I don't think anyone will even notice it... hopefully!

Why does it have to be that I love to write, but I hate both english and communications? I would just be so much easier if I didn’t have to go to take these classes in university.

All I have to do now is finish off the scene I'm on and I will be done my first complete chapter!

I seem to be spending a lot of time tending the garden nowadays.

Happy Halloween everybody!

The scenery blurred past the train. Trees, rain, and the seemingly eternal darkness of the countryside hiding who knows what out beyond the rails seemed to continue on forever. Inside, no one seemed to worry about the deep abyss that surrounded them; only the inside of the car could hold their attention. Well, no one except a figure in the rear.

Dressed in worn jeans and scuffed shoes, he sat facing out the window, hearing only the sounds of rain hitting metal and glass. All that was in his possession was a plain canvas sack with a star stitched to the front. He had brown, ruffled hair and grey eyes that seemed to search for everything and nothing at once. As he was, separated from most of the other passengers in the front, he tried to sift through the events of his day so far.

*If any characters in this story resemble real people or other previously created fictional characters, it is unintentional. This story is also the sole property of the author (me), so if anyone wants to use this for whatever purpose, please contact me first. Thanks!