"Once you've met someone you never really forget them. It just takes a while for your memories to return."
~Zeniba, from Miyazaki's 'Spirited Away'

Love that, don't you? it's a beautiful notion that should be recognized more often.

well, hiya! i don't really know what to do with this "world" thing...and honestly, I don't particularly care if I'm doing it right at all. The icon said 'create world' so I'll do just that.

All right then, this is my domain now. I'll talk about the random and/or boring things that go on in my life, complete with my thoughts on them. Beware, you might happen upon a few rambling ideas and notions that you may or may not agree with. For now, I'll try to keep those to a minimum, but hey, it's actually quite fun. Try it some time.

soo...i guess I'll say a little bit about myself, just for old time's sake (aww, the old Otaku! so cute with it's info site and links!)

fact #1: I named myself after a character in the very first story I wrote. Sharael, aka Shar, is everything I wanted to be. Thus I'll live under her name, if only on this website.

fact#2: I LOVE anything Miyazaki. He's fantastic and brilliant and the absolute god of anime. You'll see me attempting to build a giant shrine/temple/castle in his honor one of these days. Just follow the trucks hauling tons of bricks and the clouds of smoke indicating they let me handle power tools.

fact#3: I am a helpless romantic at heart, and I dream CONSTANTLY! ah, it's insane! I just can't stop it! my brain is going to go on overload one of these days, mark my words.

fact#4: I love drawing, writing, running, reading, and staring at absolutely nothing. These are my five main hobbies. When my boyfriend drops by I tend to deviate ever so slightly, but the majority of my life revolves around these things.

And...yea, I think I'll leave it at that for now. Hope you enjoyed it! Cheerio, and all that jazz.

~Shar

Only in Time

"Why Khayre?" she whispered into the darkness, her hands clenching around the smooth blue silk of her gown. She bowed her head and sighed deeply, the night air soft and damp. Fireflies danced around her, tiny points of fire that flicked throughout...

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