When I write, everything goes quiet. There is only being and the joy of writing. When I write, it no longer feels like writing – the words fade – there’s only the world in my head, the boundless magical dimension I’ve created. The glowing crystal city of the Lunar Queendom in its eternal twilight, the windswept crumbles of a kingdom destroyed by a cybernetic corporation. There is only the luscious rainforest of Xandrias, an ever welcoming home with open arms, with its utopian values and academy housing the most diverse people. Slipping into the hearts of the characters feels like reuniting with old friends. A place where you will always belong.