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Harlequin: 12th Anniversary
Harlequin – Zani? – as that husky voice cracked, Harle’s face froze, her arms softened and, even before she turned around to see a decade-older

Harlequin – Zani? – as that husky voice cracked, Harle’s face froze, her arms softened and, even before she turned around to see a decade-older

I was born in ‘89 (two weeks away from the end of the 80s); I have good memories from the early 90s. Permanent waves, tracksuit

Serendipity Last March, I met Christopher Paolini in Lisbon. It was one of those points in my life for a bit of context when I

Welcome, dear humans! Before diving into creative writing, just a small intro (this is my first post, after all). Why create this website, you may