Caradoc

I am a poor deluded fool in love with a fallen star.

The house I reside in was crafted from glass for the sole purpose of being shattered by the throw of a stone. Its foundations were laid on a knife's edge and I bleed on it each day to keep it sharp.

My soul is starving for things I can never have...and you...

So...in light of all of that, I would tell you that I enjoy poetry and books. Coffee is another vice, as is most anything supernatural. I also bear a strong weakness for romance and things that are darkly lyrical.

My own repertoire is to the left. Go ahead and take a look. It won't bite.

Much...