"The place they go towards is a place even less imaginable than the city of happiness. I cannot describe it at all. It is possible that it does not exist. But they seem to know where they are going, the ones who walk away from Omelas."
--Ursula K. Le Guin, Those Who Walk Away From Omelas
Hello there! I'm Mara, your least favourite mysterious narrator/wannabe Psychologist.
On this account, you'll find mostly roleplay books and the occasional fiction that I write (mostly magical of some kind, usually revolving around a detective of some sort.)
I'm pretty partial to writing and artistry, and I like to consider myself the creative type (because it's the only thing I have going for me-). Magic systems are my jam, and worldbuilding is my bread and butter. I love debate and hearing the opinions of others, so if you can keep it sane and all in good fun, feel free to shoot me a PM concerning that!
I realize I'm a bit older than many of the users on here (I'm 16), so think of me as your older sister. If you ever want advice, need to talk about something, or just want to chat, feel free to slide into my PMs and I'll do the best I can to help you.
If you think we have any common interests, feel free to write a letter, burn it in the fireplace, and scatter the ashes upon the winds at sea. I'll know.
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