Passion for the arts, love to learn. Bismuth born before this solar system, existing forever.
Writing makes me feel alive.
Two decades & half biennium.
Left-handed (Ambidextrous). Obsessed with ties. Addicted to languages. Refugee in reading.
- Perfectionist. Stoic.
- Bachelor with honors.
- Architecture student, 7th semester.
~Eclectic tastes. - Asperger\'s is not disability.
~ Philosophy, romantic comedy of thinkers.
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I\'m Mary, people call me Nyu (among many aliases). No matter the title, I\'m still me.
I was born on 06/25/99, received by torrential winter rain on the plain, opening my eyes so as not to cry.
All my life I wanted to write, being a writer is my dream since I can read. At the age of 5 I played with calligraphy of cute words, at 7-8 I was doing prose and gloomy reflections in my notebooks.
I am an open book... In a sheltered, forbidden section. Some lose interest, others try too hard to understand and lose their efforts by not deciphering anything; sad story with connections to hundreds of stories from other worlds, kept as treasures. I have not gotten to read myself completely, but I have a magnificent ending.
I wish the best luck to anyone who wants to read me! Don\'t leave me in the middle.
Writers are suffering people, making their way into art in the most difficult way: the word. The more shattered the better they write; because the pen is stronger than the sword. Force each letter creating a better world.
I describe myself as such. I\'m an instrument, a channel of crystalline water where everything flows in harmony. I only follow the sense of what is fair and correct.
* I only lend my wings if they are not scared by my claws.
* Do not want roses without anticipating their thorns and their firm roots.
* No one who should call himself King deserves the mandate, a leader is recognized by its attitude.
Write me and get to know me!
Instagram: Nyu_May
Melinoe, leader of the Valkyrie troop, mongrel warrior, ally of the Elemental Guard, of the base natural beings: the fairies. She was raised by the head of the elemental guard general, Sir Gwyneth, and she became the terror of many. She leads her generation, she leads the troop that claims the souls in the confines of all terrain with elemental presence, and fights against dark forces alongside the first battalion of Valkyries. Her aquamarine eyes are sad in their common state, but honey and red in their glamorous state; they represent how the spell becomes effective while divides his being between this earthly dimension, where some magic still resides, and the fields of Nullum where she sends the evil beings that she hunts. Her hair of fire flutters before the salty wind of war, her skin cries out for the splatter of the blood of her enemies. Previously: faithful supporter of the idea of seeing humans perish and disappear... Today: girlfriend of one?
Macaulay, chosen one by the universal energy, is the Oracle of the century and only wanted a dignified and simple life in the human world, but her fortune does not smile on her once a demon appears in the human world, almost killing her. She sympathizes with a Vampiric leader, she befriends young Nephilim, and, like icing on the cake, receives the fairy queen's blessing. Glamor no longer works on her, she is cursed for the sake of elemental balance and she must learn the secrets of a surreal world she was unaware of and, last but not least, fight to stand firm in the face of overwhelming feelings caused by fervent relationships she forms in/with the non-human world.
Hay quienes nacen para valerse en un mundo hostil desde que tienen memoria.
Ejemplo de ello: Annica Cipriano hizo lo posible por alejarse del nido de ratas que ha conocido como hogar. Hecha una fría mujer, se gana la vida como un peón solitario en un tablero de piezas grandes. Se juntaba con gente peligrosa y lo sabía. A sus 19 ha presenciado muertes horrorosas, única opción que tenía, lo único que conoció y lo que le daba la vida para arreglárselas.
Susane Dasso es una mujer de 25 años con una vida simple, dedicada a un trabajo no tan simple: Detective mano a mano en los asuntos policíacos de básicamente todo el estado. Viene de un mundo completamente distinto al que Annica ha conocido. Juiciosa, cree que el mundo es un lugar donde nadie debería hacerte daño, donde hay reglas y todo es claro siguiendo una orden sencillo: La libertad y la seguridad de todos por igual; dos cosas básicas y que, a Annica y a la gente de Safran Street, se le han negado desde nacimiento.
Se conocieron de la peor forma posible, no obstante deben aprender a convivir y seguir adelante, después de que un terrible evento haga mella en la tranquilidad de la ciudad incursionando en el crimen organizado general, por culpa de los infames de la Calle Safran.
Annica debe aprender a confiar en otros, abrirle paso a emociones que le devuelvan humanidad y aprender a acoger las leyes como herramientas que ayuden a su propia protección, porque Susane le ayudará en el proceso ya que sus principios le impiden ver a otro lado.
Venenos, como más que una herramienta de exterminio...
Los ratones toman venenos y mueren; no son deseados, son pestes. Para Aranea, si tienen ojos de chocolate y pelaje rizado es indiferente, no merecen sino el honor de probar sus brebajes. Por otro lado, una señorita joven conoció lo que es tener una vida estricta, basada en el control y el uso de la razón pero, en un sólo día, arrastrada por protocolos sociales, la estructura de sus acciones culmina en un momento de excesos, alcohol y farra, ciega por la belleza de unas desagradables acompañantes e insistente camaradería, quienes la abandonan en la planicie a fin de que pruebe su valentía, al comienzo del bosque junto al letrero que canta "NO PASE". Esa es Mistyc, que debió haberse negado a todo lo anterior y, claro, no debería haber preguntado expresamente a Aranea si podía envenenarla y acabar con su tormento. El veneno fue hecho por la guardiana que la halló... Y falló.
Mistyc D'améliorer, está perdida por no obrar con prudencia en medio de la nada.
Aranea Flare, más que una amante de la naturaleza, una hija de lo oculto. Su presencia grita "Bruja" y sus hechizos lo certifican cuando los cuervos guían sus pasos.
Si se nos diera la oportunidad de morir de la forma que deseemos... ¿Cuál sería la mejor opción? ¿Vivir?
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Poison me, versión en español.
Consumed by anger at losing his beloved, by not paying attention to the disease that afflicted her, the wealthy man from the village of Aratani fell into endless misfortunes and cursed his own descendants. Today, the esteemed Doctor, Hideki Izanagi, made a mistake: Dropping the contents of what his ancestors had entrusted.
But the story does not focus on him, or his family, but hers:
Amelianne Phao, a 19-year-old girl. As simple as kind, like any person shining with qualities of her own, doing nothing more than living in harmony as a correct individual... She only went through the wrong place at the wrong time. But life urges those who cooperate.
She will find herself on her way to Keiko, a beautiful and tenacious woman who hides dark secrets, in a context of situations going out of the ordinary and become something... Different.
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Inspired by a Japanese legend, Jorogumo combines history, fantasy, romance, drama, mystery, among other things, to give us a view of the other world.
Poisons, as more than an extermination tool...
Mice take poisons and die; they are not wanted, they are pests. For Aranea, if they have chocolate eyes and curly fur it is indifferent, they deserve nothing but the honor of tasting their concoctions. On the other hand, a young lady learned what it means to have a strict life, based on control and the use of reason but, in a single day, dragged by social protocols, the structure of her actions culminates in a moment of excess, alcohol and partying; blinded by the beauty of some unpleasant companions and insistent camaraderie, who abandon her on the plain so she can prove her courage, at the beginning of the forest next to the sign that sings "DO NOT PASS." That is Mistyc, who should have refused all of the above and, of course, should not have expressly asked Aranea if she could poison her and end her torment. The poison was made by the guardian who found her... And she failed.
Mistyc D'améliorer, is lost for not acting wisely in the middle of nowhere.
Aranea Flare, more than a lover of nature, a daughter of the occult. Her presence screams "Witch!" and her spells certify it when crows guide her steps.
If we were given the opportunity to die the way we want... What would be the best option? To live?