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Yugaro_Zero
"The wind blew through the frost bitten trees, groaning with the push of the frigid air." My mind has always wandered to fantastical, drawn to the details of my surroundings. Writing has always been a "passed over" hobby of mine, writing my first short story when I was fourteen, I never thought that I would find the joy in writing that I do, now that I am older and slightly wiser. Growing up in a small town a couple sticks, dirt and a very vivid imagination, filled the majority of my time during my younger days.