About the Author.

There once was a girl, with the gift of Sight.

It’s an unremarkable way to begin a story, and begs the reader to indulge a fantasy. It asks for a suspension of disbelief, for any rational-minded person knows, there is no such thing as magic. For the sake of the tale, the author must beg this of you, however. The author must ask that the reader put aside their observations of hard lines and bland colours, the things that come together to form bleak and dreary reality, and believe in this absurdity:

There once was a girl, with the gift of Sight.