Yappyjack

Welcome, weary traveler. I am glad you have come to join me here.

You may be curious about this gateway and what it opens into. It doesn't lead to very much, I'm afraid. I should know, for I am the master and keeper of all within.

I will not bore you with a retelling of what has led to its current state, so suffice it to say that adventures rarely come by this way anymore. Sure, there are pieces of childish art and scribbling--why, there are even full-illustrations from my earlier days!--but you may find only one or two, if that, which catch your interest.

Some stories also remain tucked away; browse them if you wish, but they are quite littered with the clear marks of an unexperienced writer.

Pass on if you'd like, or peruse if preferred. Scoff or smile at your leisure. Nonetheless will I remain.

Life is like a sea, dear friend, for it rises and falls. If we by God's grace endure when it falls, we may look back upon the past and learn from our vices and sins. If we pursue its rising, we may put our lessons to practice and advance.

So here I sit, awaiting the next incline; learning and growing; binding my strength in God that I may continue with His light shining brighter than before.

Adventures may yet again arise in this silent hall, for such will I wait. You are welcome in always, and when you leave, I hope you do so with a smile. Until next time.