Warm-blooded vertebrate, domesticated with a preference for the wild. Howls at the moon and forages on the dark side of it. Laughs like a hyena. Fuelled by good times and fairy dust. Writes obsessively with no holes barred.
- Top Story - June 2023
The Hedonistic Milestones of a Self-Confessed ExtrovertTop Story - June 2023
First, Some Background Information... If you met me, you would easily peg me as an archetypal extrovert: confident, optimistic, and a lover of people. The ten-mile-wide smile that is always, always on my face would undoubtedly give this away before we even had a conversation. Then, as we got to know each other and hung out a little, you would note how comfortable I am in most situations, irrespective of the dynamic, and if we moved on to nights out together, you would watch as this confidence manifested itself further to the point where you would see me think nothing of making my way onto any dance floor, to dance... often on my own.
Betwixt the Bell Heather
Sian was a jewel whose violet eyes could sink through my soul like a depth charge. Wild as the sea and gentle as a doe, her luminescence shone underneath the greyest of Hebridean skies, emanating joy like a gravitational beacon. Infectious, moreish, the warmth of her aura radiated through the forlorn and brittle Craggs of our weathered isle; even her shadow nurtured life. I swear the bell heather leaned into her for inspiration as she travelled betwixt it.
- Top Story - March 2023