Pen name Lucid Quill, formerly T. Dawn K., works out of Nevada. She was bo- Okay. Time to toss out the third person about the author bit. Obviously, I haven’t been around long enough to have someone else write it for me. So let’s not pretend. We all do enough of that. Or maybe not enough. I write as a form of self healing. I write to escape. I write to come back. I write to feel like I exist. I just write. I\'m kind of terrible at doing it consistently. Sorry in advance. I get a story going and then...crickets. I’d like to think any readers I may have or may accumulate would be alright with me not being the coolest human. I hope it’s enough that I try my best. If that all sounds fine to you maybe you’ll want to hang out with me sometime. If so, catch me on my socials!
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What is the world if not a palette of unrestricted color? Armed with a brush, what limitations do we really have? How far would the people around us go to prevent us from displaying all that we can be? And if we were to find out that the people meant to shape us were only boxing us in, what would we do? How far would WE go to bleed our colors into the world?