Yaslations 3:4 "And then I said 'Art thou be a website' and a website there was"

Yasur dragged her feet along the icy path with her fingers glued to a sketchbook that had been touched by some and seen by too many. The cover was worn and the pages had begun to yellow. This book filled with every token of knowledge she had gained on her journey, but with its cover tainted in finger prints that were not of her own, it no longer felt like the appendage it once was.

Down the mountain, there was a small man exhausting himself to pull his cart full of trinkets and goods. He was clearly a merchant, one who had made a poor travel choice to trek up here. Nevertheless, Yasur aided the man until the cart could settle on level land, but she couldnt keep her eye off of a particular sketchbook. When the man huffed and lulled over from over extending himself, she grabbed the book and brushed her hand against its gold cover.

"It's on the house", he replied, "For helping me." Yasur swallowed her need to argue, and swapped her old sketchbook for the new one plastered in gold. In leaving behind the old, she could start a new journey. One that I could, and it starts here.

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The default version of Yasur harbors enough runic power to sustain all of her personas and characters that exist within different planes of the multiverse. Now she embarks on a new journey after fleeing the trials and tribulations of the digital world. She choses an array of ways to construct her worlds, either through drawing, modeling, writing...and now coding. When Yasur isnt binding the threads of her worlds, she enjoys media analysis and rollerblading.

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