The grey is where we tread.

I’m just a fellow writer and reader, an optimistic daydreamer here to be randomly inspired or to inspire randomly. I’m not afraid of the challenge. I applaud the underdog and sometimes I might even inspire to be the villain. I am a believer in fantasy and magic and of dark beginnings and tragic endings. The world isn’t always black and white, though. The grey is where we tread. We all start as blank pages, but who are we without the ripped pages and burnt edges?

There are countless scarred trees and charred ruins, yet people would walk atop diamonds to reduce them to ashes. I’ll take Pompeii over El Dorado. After all, there is so much more to learn from pain than perfection.