Hello all, I'm Caren, or Pauline as I go by in real life. I've been on MNFF for close to four years, but I've been inactive for an extremely long while. I have a single one-shot up here, which I love, and was featured a bit ago. I've written every now and then for the past two years, but not regularly. My muse and I have come to agreement (I sort of sold my soul, really) and I'm starting to write on a regular basis again, though there isn't much posting. I have a writing community that's set up for new fanfiction; all I have to do is actually post some. I rarely write in the Harry Potter fandom now, and I've branched out to writing original fiction or other fandoms. Feel free to look it up @ synthalia. See you around, and have a gorgeous day. :)
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Summary: She laughs and turns, eyes set on the door on the other side of the kitchen. Her hand touches the doorknob, cold but inviting. Light envelops her as she steps out into her imagination. Open the door, child, her grandmother once said to her. Your imagination is waiting. On a beautiful summer afternoon, a child learns of her two worlds--reality and imagination--and what she must do only six years later in order to keep both in existence.