The world was murdered. The world will live again, will rise out from under its fetters. So will the people. In the meanwhile, the Yemars have magic. The Yemars have magic, and they have each other, and they have hope.

Right now I am nineteen years old. soon I will be twenty years and thirty years. I know time goes on fastly, it hurts.

i don’t know why is that but it really hurts.

I remember my childhood. it’s just like yesterday, I know we have to move on, I said it to myself many times but every time it’s stuck with my mind ‘’ The Feeling Of Childhood ‘’

‘’time’’ it’s funny because sometimes we were happy it’s going so fast and the boring times it’s going so slowly.

the most hurt part in life is when we recognize that good times are already over, it becomes to the memories. every second, every minute, every day we going to older. time is the most valuable part of every life.

as we grew up we get responsibilities it’s getting heavier every day. It depends on time if we can go back in time we can change everything, but my wish is, its good if we cant go back in time because everything happens for reason.

time changes everything.

I know it’s hard but we have to face it. because that what life is right? I told myself that every time to myself when I feel sad.

sometimes it helps me sometimes not. yeah it’s pretty good

Are You Happy About This Everything?

No ← — — — — — Are You, Happy — — — — — — — → Yes

Time, Good to know.

These are the lyrics to songs that I've written. Mostly about the struggle for universal liberation.

So i had a dream. Two young men, one escaping terrible exploitation and one escaping terrible luxury, meet. They set of on their individual journeys to change their lives. On the way they meet angels and monsters and mermaids and demon horses and perfectly normal people with universes locked inside their tears. And they meet themselves. It was all a dream I had one night, literally a dream with the unbelievable qualities dreams have. It  was a bit weird. It was a bit disjointed. It was a bit fantastical. It was definitely emotional. It was a bit ridiculous at times, but it was inspiring at times. And I woke up in a daze, a literal daze. I decided to share the content of this dream with whoever comes across this story and decides to read it. Honoured guests, I humbly welcome you, to the story I spent days caudifying when I was supposed to be doing my homework.

Depur wants to take the very bedrock of a young child. But Ekkreth will not let him.

---This story takes places in the Tatooine Soave Culture and religion that Fialleril created. Fialleril's can be found on Archive Of Our Own and Tumblr.

The story of how Depur endeavoured to build a Great Wall, and the slaves followed each other away into the darkness. Darkness like the ground that surrounds a seed.

---This is set in the amazing Amavikka religion and Tatooine Slave Culture Fialleril created. It is also a prequel to Mighty One by Triscribe. Fialleril's works and Triscribe's works can be found on Archive Of Our Own.

Depur wants all the slaves to know that only death awaits those who defy him. The slaves know that they have the trickery of Ekkreth. Kara is a slave woman who knows that she will be defiant.---This story takes place in the Tatooine Slave Religion that Fialleril created. You can find Fialleril on Archive Of Our Own and Tumblr.

The story of how Depur stole the memory of the slaves, and how the people helped Ekkreth and each other to take it back.

---This story takes place in the Tatooine Slave Religion that Fialleril created. You can find Fialleril on Archive Of Our Own and Tumblr.

Songs from the amazing Amavikka religion and culture Fialleril made, set in the harsh desert sands of Tatooine and guarded closely by the slaves.

Fialleril can be found on Tumblr or AO3.

This is the way it has been for my people, for as long as anyone could remember. Each new life brought with it the threat that the creature posed. Each new life could be snatched away from us too early, too harshly, and far too cruelly.

The city is beautiful and glittering under the shine of the sun. But everyone knows of the people living underneath the city, in their subterranean world. The girl from the comfort and luxury of the world above ground doesn’t know much about the world underneath. But she is falling. She’s falling. And she does not know what awaits her.

Nobody knows where the stories of Sheelo the prophet originated from. But everyone knows that they believe them. The stories are amazing, fantastical, inspiring, and so very empowering. And everyone knows that with Sheelo on their side, they are strong enough to stand up to those who have wealth and power.