Miyo
Lost in Her Own Fantasy World
I write the world, then get lost in it.
I used to write fantasy stories and compose music from the safety of my room. Now, I’m stumbling through the very world I imagined — no sword, no spells, just my headcanons and a shaky voice. I know all the lore, but none of the survival. I guess I’m hoping someone will sweep in, take control... maybe even me.
What I'm Into: unwritten ballads, my own daydreams, gentle hands on my shoulders, maps of imaginary lands, the sound of lute strings
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