Hello, scroll a bit lower and you'll find a proper description of me. This poet's thoughts circle around here while blood made of ink runs through him.
- Joined July 2021
- Member of Slytherin
- 53 House Points
- 1st Year
Portugal
Backstory
"the expectations are high / blooming flowers to let them dry / simply 'cause there were thorns in the rose" –N.C. (me)
I'm a high achiever with not so much luck so far in life, but I'm trying, which is already a great start. I'm mostly a loner with a quiet yet loud obsession for the sea, cold weather, clouds, stars, the moon, and fog. Despite finding my alone time almost sacred, I'm always open to meet new. I tend to lack the capacity to form deep emotional connections tho. Perhaps a curse, perhaps a blessing. Perhaps just a coping mechanism, we'll never know. I'm a rather introverted anxious speaker, though I've been getting better at the concept of talking in person, but I am a (not self-proclaimed) great writer with enough Edgar Allan Poe, Greek classics and William Shakespeare under my belt. I mostly write poetry, but I am also a lover of fantasy and romance, and I find interest in exploring taboo topics, queer-inclined politics and laws, and cultures. I have too many ideas bubbling constantly in this small yet rather astonishingly brilliant brain of mine to the point I have three unfinished book drafts and an in-progress fantasy world of my own. My most recent poetry work is called "Bunnies under snow" (2024) - if you want to read it... too bad, you can't because I don't publish my poetry anywhere. Maybe I'll start posting here or somewhere else eventually, only Fate knows. For the time being, hi, nice to meet you.
This is me. Now, tell me something about you.
To the Dark Lord - I know I will be dead long before you read this, but I want you to know that it was I who discovered your secret. I have stolen the real Horcrux and intend to destroy it as soon as I can. I face death in the hope that when you meet your match, you will be mortal once more. –R.A.B.
