My name is Haylie.
I write to express the world of the impossible that thrives in my head. However, it gets rather complicated up there, so you'll have to forgive me if plot lines get twisted, characters are out of it, or random and spontaneous flocks of flying bonts bombarde you in the middle of the forest behind the Vespers' home. Ozzy can't control who goes where and what their plans are, all he can do is send them on their way through the swirling vortex of the dimensions he holds just underneath his right lung. And, if you see a gray cat with glowing green eyes, tell TJ to return to Valerie, because she's probably in need of his assitance.
Oh, Valencia is off towards Mahog's Forest again. I must be off to bring her back. See you later.
Haylie//evoloesque