A lonely peak, so
Far from any like itself
Cries tears of white snow
About the Creator
Anna Michaletz
My path has changed so much, that I'm not sure I'm on the right one! BS in Biology, passed up Dental School to work with my family for the last 8 yrs. I love reading fantasy. Hopefully, my first attempt at writing isn't too shabby.
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