I was born on the 9th of October, and since then it's all been straight downhill. As is, I have some talent, at least towards writing, or so I've been told. I'm not sure that I would call what I have talent. Really writing is something that is in me. I couldn't imagine a day without writing, and because of that I have an insane ambition... To be a writer.

Currently I'm back to my roots, of writing fanfiction! Yay! I write because there is a story in my head that wants out, and writing is great therapy. There is really little else to my life, unless you count all of the personal stuff, but I try to avoid going there too often...

-Cassie Blake

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"The world is deathly beauty, tremble before it, but fear not the steps you take..."

Mourn not the wicked for we’ve chosen this path,
Choose only to cry for those that follow in our wake,
For choice is stripped from these children,
Lost lambs to the slaughter of innocence we guide.
Yes, those that bow before us,
And kiss our bloodstained hands,
They see the desolation in our eyes,
And yet, inspite of all that they despise
Of us, what choice do they have?
What choice have we given them?
Cry for those foul repentant sinners,
Who to broken knees do fall.
Cry for the lost children,
Who forsake their parent’s love.
Cry for those weakened wretches,
Who dare not lift a finger to help themselves.
Look unto our eyes, and find not a shred of pity for their kind,
Yes, we are merciless and cruel, but in our cruelty lies honesty,
And see deep the tears we hide so far below.
Mourn not the wicked for we’ve chosen this path,
And sail down a river bred of our many sorrows.

-C.K. Blake "Mourn Not the Wicked"