Um? Hello!!
I am the illustrious Aorthian Archer, here to write and astound your world with tales of far away lands (namely Oriant and my home, Aorthia) I am entered in University and I must say I do love it here at FictionPress, this makeover was simply charming. I write quite a bit, and the stories are not always connected, or even sensible, but they're pretty good--so I've been told. Heh. Let's see. I sing, dance (occasionally simoultaneously) play the piano/violin (working on the singing and playing the violin at the same time.. -.-) and read less fiction than I'd like.
Do I have anything else impressive? Err..
I give up.
But I must bid you adieu... So many pressing things require my attention--and the slave is off today... ...
Vanya suile, namaarie, quel fara. Aa'lasser en lle coia orn n'omenta gurtha. Aa' i'sul nora lanne'lle. Aa'menle nauva calen ar'ta hwesta e' ale'quenle. Aa' menealle naura calen ar'malta. Quel esta. Quel kaima. Lissnen ar'maska'lalaith tenna' lye omentuva. Tenna' ento lye omena.
Postal Script: That is just a very long complicated way of wishing somebody farewell. It is in the old language of my people, and I find it simply enchanting.
FictionPress.com - let the words flow
