Histórias de Kayla Friesen
Hello, my name's eggnog
I don't even know my real name anymore. I am always and always will be called eggnog. The only thing people k...
Lost in the Knight
The tear finally escaped. I could feel it slowly run in the cracks of my scales. Hissing away into nothing fr...
Love notes (poems)
Where do we hide?
What do you believe?
What can you see!
Look into your soul, could it be,
I have written al...