- Invitation Status
- Looking for partners
- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Slow As Molasses
- Online Availability
- Weekends
- Writing Levels
- Advanced
- Prestige
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Genres
- Fantasy (medieval or modern), sci-fi, steampunk, genres involving dragons
The red haired man took his glare to Liz before walking off, vanishing behind the corner. Keiran, in his thoughts on the Summer Spirit, almost missed her question. "Oh... It will begin in December, as is custom for many states who do not see snow." If he was successful in his endeavor, he would be the one watching over the snow while his High Spirit brethren were alive and immortal.
"I'm afraid your brothers must wait a few more months before the snow shows itself." Keiran bagged the novel and the journal before handing it off to her. "Thank you for frequenting the store. Both the owner and I appreciate it."
"I'm afraid your brothers must wait a few more months before the snow shows itself." Keiran bagged the novel and the journal before handing it off to her. "Thank you for frequenting the store. Both the owner and I appreciate it."