I'm just your average American teenager living a dull life. You'll most likely find me in the large black recliner in the corner of my room, my nose buried in a book.

I was the one who didn't make sense -

The girl who read 'The Jungle Book' in the original old English text when I was very young (Six? Eight? I don't recall).

The one who would whisper herself to sleep with stories of far off places, heroes and gods, monsters and angels.

And I still do.

And here is the product of those late night whispers, those books that I had my nose stuck in all the time....

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