Nox → Phantasos

Nox sat in his bed as he had for the past few night turning the book over in his hand. It was just as Brenna had said it would be. He had read all the pages trying to find answers and he had left himself with only more questions. But finally he took out a pen and began to write.

My name is Nox, I’m a painter. A fantasy Painter, a person who dreams up crazy things and yet this would seem to crazy for me.

Brenna said that we are all connected, and reading though this little book I believe her. It would seem we all have a lot in common even thought we come from all walks of life. It’s just all really weird. But in an amazing sort of way.

I live in Plaka, and I would like to meet more of you if any of you feel so inclined please let me know.

I would really like that.