This is my flower-dress, and you, you are my infinite playlist.

I once promised myself never to post up here a paragraph about a cause, and a link to more information on that cause, jacked from someone else's profile. But I truly believe that this is something relevant to this website, and I'd appreciate anyone taking the time to read it over.

Think Before You Type

This is a cause dedicated to trying to raise the bar on this site. It was created so authors can afford to add some depth, because they are having to write more and more shallowly just to keep it within the range of their readers.

It is dedicated to letting reviewers put some actual thought into their reviews, help the authors, encourage the authors, put a little more hope into the system.

Why do people spend so much time typing up paragraph after paragraph of a flame, but can't type more than one or two lines for a story they genuinely love?

Please, think before you type.

Admittedly, I've been absent from this site for...much too long. I have been working on long-term project(s), and now that I am almost finished them, I am not so sure if I even will bother posting them. It's really been for myself anyways. However...we'll see, won't we? I have noticed a trend in all of my stories; it is more frequent that I get favourite'd than reviewed. And really, words mean more to me than being pinned onto a list. Just, keep that in mind if you're going to click on anything down there.

Sora had always understood what friendship was; he’d experienced some of the strongest examples throughout his life. He also understood there were deeper levels to many friendships.

No relationships in his life had ever surpassed the depths he felt for Kairi and Riku.

Sitting on a dark beach watching the still moon between bare black branches; it wasn’t the prettiest picture, but Sora had been content. Side-by-side with Riku, reunited after an agonizing time apart not knowing if the other boy was safe, if he was happy, if he’d ever see Riku again. They’d beat the bad guy, they’d rescued Kairi and all was right with the world. He’d finally found Riku again and that was enough.

Then Kairi’s letter came with a door to the light. It hadn’t been a choice. He’d just grabbed Riku’s hand and jumped. They’d never be apart again. Sora wouldn’t let anything come between them.

He was never going to let their hands fall apart again.

- Once A Princess, by Vialana