Walking a little bit faster, panting, the blur made by the trees as I pass, the dying cries of those lords stabbed and left under the trees , the steel-meeting-steel sound I hear from the far border of the forest-made by the swords of the border guards I made to fight each other, the chill of the morning pacing up and down my face, leaves reddened years ago by my own blood... everything has its own beauty. Since there is beauty in pain as well as death, life has already started making sense again, red sense of blood... a sense I’ve been awaiting to feel for years.

My pen name Roses311Sublime is based on my old AOL screen name (that alone is showing my age). To get the screen name I plugged in three band names (Guns N' Roses, 311 and Sublime), and Roses311Sublime was born. In early February I will have been married for 11 years, and my wife and I have a daughter and two sons. I am a Pre-K teacher, a aspiring voice actor that currently acts at a haunted house and with a murder mystery theater troupe (I plan on doing shows again once Covid goes down), and a film judge that reviews films and screenplays for possible inclusion in film festivals. My hobbies include writing, reading, video games, growing in my faith, music, anime and comic conventions, comics and manga. I wrote a lot when I was in high school, took a long reprieve, then got back into it during the quarantine. I am not ruling out trying to get published in a book format at some point, but at this time writing is a passion hobby that I am enjoying to help boost my creativity, ideally inspire someone just like the many that have done the same for me, and hopefully leave a part of me behind that outlasts my own existence someday. I love being here on Prose, and I look forward to learning about all of you too!

I’ve already made a couple of lists like this, but personally I love reading and writing little introductions - perhaps you do, too, so I’ll write another.

Likes:

1. The colour green.

2. The smells of the ground after rain, woodsmoke, (particularly woodsmoke and rainy earth combined on winter days) and onions frying in niter kibbeh, a kind of African butter.

3. Bluegrass music.

4. Spring, but it’s pretty much tied with autumn.

5. Mornings, especially sunny or rainy ones, but I like to go outside each evening to write or just think.

6. Whistling and winking ;) I whistle while I walk, while I write or read, while I hang out washing, and while I brush my hair (unfortunately whistling is rendered impossible when brushing teeth).

7. Singing Deanna Durbin songs while washing dishes.

8. When my dog accidentally somersaults because he’s so excited and he trips while he’s running.

Dislikes:

1. Grey days. A day should be either sunny or rainy, as I said before, but one that is neither feels very dull and unfriendly.

2. When it rains for a week while I’m on holiday at the beach :,(

3. When people type “lol” at things that aren’t actually terribly funny and you know they most definitely didn’t laugh out loud.

4. When random people very purposefully avoid looking at me as I pass them on the street ... maybe they’re just so used to looking down at their phones that they’ve forgotten a world exists outside of the internet?

5. K-pop and manga.

6. A lack of grammar and common sense.

7. When someone misunderstands me over text and I try to explain myself but only lead them into further confusion.

8. When I pick up a nice apple from the fruit bowl and it’s rotten on the opposite side :(

Okami Seele.

A stolen name from a life I breathed into.

More comfortable in third-person than first.

A silver Japanese wolf

And a clouded German soul.

Who breeds thoughts and ideas with excitment

before her mind shuts her down.

Wolf Soul.

Name: Luthien

Age: 17

Pronouns: she/her

Favorite food(s): ice cream, tortellini

Favorite ice cream flavor(s): coffee, cookie butter

Favorite color(s): blue, grey

Favorite flower: baby’s breath, lavender

Favorite song(s): If the World Was Ending (JP Saxe and Julia Michaels), Hand Over Hand (Roland Faunte), Homesick (Sleeping At Last), Hugging You (Tom Rosenthal)

Hobbies: reading, dancing, writing, listening to music

Favorite artists: Tom Rosenthal, Sleeping At Last, Alex Blue, Twenty One Pilots, Ben Platt, girl in red

Celebrity Crush(es): China Mccain, Kristen Bell

Beliefs: agnostic theism, secular humanism

Favorite tv show(s)/movies: The Good Place, The End of the ******** World, Russian Doll, Nanette

Favorite books: The Silmarillion, The Book Thief, All the Light We Cannot See

Pet peeves: having one sleeve crumpled under the other sleeve, a broken pencil scratching against paper, physical touch from strangers, people being condescending and dismissive

Favorite quotes:

The best day of your life is the one on which you decide your life is your own. No apologies or excuses. No one to lean on, rely on, or blame. The gift is yours - it is an amazing journey - and you alone are responsible for the quality of it. This is the day your life really begins.

• Bob Moawad

The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.

• Albert Camus

Name- Shayna but you can call me shay

Age- 12 going on 13

Birthday-13th august

Favourites:

Color- Black

Song- Let me down slowly

Show(s)- Agents Of Shield, WandaVision

Movie(s)- Thor Ragnarok, Avengers Endgame, All Harry potter movies.

Book(s) Al PJO,HOO,MCGA,TKC,TOA books, Harry potter, Simon snow, Randon YA LGBT romance books

Hobbies: Writing(duh), singing, badminton,swimming,being sarcastic and sassy, and standing up to B*tches or A**holes.

Nothing brings me more joy than the darkest memes on the internet. The Office is the best Netflix show of all time, period. I cut avocadoes with a fork because that’s what I’m eating it with, and a knife would just dirty another dish.

I’m not sure how 3-D printers work, and at this point I’m too afraid to ask. My anxiety makes me forget what basic words mean: does ‘here’ exist? Or am I just spelling it wrong? I’ll never know; it’s just another existential crisis I have with burned toast.

I go to bookstores to calm down. My anger rises hot, and I don’t do confrontation. I’m terrified that Freud might have been right with everything he said. At one point I got so burned out at my office job that I lay down near some train tracks and hoped someone would come get me, and when someone did, I just shook my head. Sometimes I think: I didn’t ask for this. Life is a long chain of events, and my sister told me I just let it happen to me.

In my writing, I try to find my way home. I want to feel enveloped by snow. My poetry doesn’t always rhyme. And don’t ask me about my opinion on politics. I saw some Bernie memes and laughed. That’s about all I can contribute to that.

When asked about myself, I might say I work in an office, write on the side. I have a dog that I went through hell to train. I dabble in yoga and reading but my head’s in the clouds; a simple truth about me might be that I’m waiting this out. I’m buying plane tickets home. This is where it begins, and ends.

D-Reapers been around the block a few times. Reaper tends to hangs out on the edge of reality where life stays chaotic but simple. D-Reaper is a full-time reaper with several part time jobs. Clearly Reapers loves to write but when not swing a scythe, putting pen to paper, or finger tips to keys, Reaper is often enjoying a good anime, manga or video game. If you're out in the wild you might find Reaper hunting a monster or four. (possibly more cause it almost hunting season again) Reaper stands for justice because a reaper is what a reaper does.  Reaper has been known to wander through time but not nearly as often as he wanders through his own mind. It’s a labyrinth in there! Don’t call Reaper a foodie but Reaper likes to eat. Reaper likes to cook too. Reaper creates and destroys worlds at his leisure. Reaper loves a good fight even if he’s not fortunate enough to be a part of it. Reaper keeps a soul fragment in his obscenely long scarf. Reaper is trying to get into voice acting because it seems like a lot of fun! Reaper writes cause he writes. Reaper works to be the best version of D-Reaper a reaper can aspire to be. Reapers a Joker but not a smoker or a late-night toker. Reaper has been a proser for over four years and is proud to be part of such a fun, vibrant, and creative community. Reaper gets inspired by the inspiration of others. If this is our 1st interaction Reaper is pleased to make your acquaintance.

I stared blankly at my paper. Ugh, I hate writing about myself. I never know what to say. My creative writing teacher must have seen all of our blank looks because he decided to elaborate.

"You can talk about your achievements, passions, belief systems, anything!" he said enthusiastically. I tried not to cringe. It felt wayyyyy too early to be that excited about anything. If this assignment wasn't due at the end of class, I would be studying for something else. I feel like I'm constantly just living one test to the next, trying my best to be prepared. My school is pretty chill, and I'm amazing friends with the smart people in my class, but I feel like I'm constantly in a competition to see who's the smartest and who can be the best at everything. I doubt anyone else feels that way, though.

I looked down again at my paper. I guess I could talk about my academic achievements, but that seemed too braggy. Is that a word? Eh. Whatever.

I inspected the rest of my peers. Most of them seemed to know what to write about. *sigh* Tired of thinking, I just put my pen to paper and wrote about my likes, dislikes, religious views, et cetera. It would probably be super lame, but I hoped that we wouldn't have to read them aloud.

I like band, choir, and everything else music...

It bothers me when people mispronounce well-known words.

I am Christian and am very active in my church.

I love being able to serve others.

I like painting my nails, but I don't like how long it takes sometimes.

It annoys me when no one listens to me when I try to say something.

I love writing, but don't necessarily love the class.

Actually, I probably shouldn't write that. Anyways,

I love doing theater productions.

I find it satisfying to correct grammatical errors (especially when they're my own).

It bothers me when no one believes me when I'm right.

Anytime after a social event, I love to be by myself and chill.

I love listening to good music.

I am very indecisive and struggle to make important decisions sometimes.

I hate having to improvise anything. Speeches, music, anything else.

I like being able to have a plan and fulfill it.

Ringgggggggggggg

The bell startled me out of my writing rhythm.

"Okay, class!" our teacher said, standing up from his desk. "Hand 'em in!" He patted the empty spot on his otherwise incredibly messy desk. It was a wonder he ever found anything at all on it. I watched some of the other students glance over their papers one last time and place them on his desk. I wasn't quite ready to hand in my paper. There was probably so much more I could have said (after all, how do you explain a complex human being in one class period?), but it would have to do, for now. The rest of me shouldn't have to be explained but experienced.

*FYI: this is a fictional story, but all of the characteristics mentioned in the story are true of me =)