My father owned the third largest architecture firm, that was contracted by The Society to redesign Caentibiry Alley. My mother was a classically trained dancer and teacher. My parents’ wealth allowed me to grow up in the privileged district of the City of Flowers in Biell.
I spent my childhood in Vargaria and Huxia, where as a family we converted to Rejenys. Growing up I wanted to be a graphic fiction writer, with stories published in genre collections and periodicals. At 16, I worked my way across Bharat as an artist’s model. I never considered myself the prettiest, but I smiled deceptively locking myself in another mind.
After Bharat, I took an ocean-liner back to Biell, in The Valley. Having graduated high school early I treated what would’ve been senior year as a skip year. During this time, I hung with the freaks and the wild ones, drank and got into drugs. I lived hard in every moment. I joined Blithedale, and met Michel Caillois, who I wanted to teach me how everything worked. Continue reading “The Vagabond’s Identity Part 1”