E R RovanSome writers seek the spotlight. Others choose the shadows.This one walks the in-between.
No name. No face. Only stories-left like breadcrumbs in the dark, for those curious enough to follow. My words are stitched from memory and myth, dream and ust. Not much is known of who I am, and even less is offered.
Perhaps that's the point.
I write not to be seen, but to be felt.This is my voice. Listen closely. Read More Read Less