Archeleonus

Beginnings are hard. Always have been, always will be. I suppose that’s the reason I’ve been so reluctant to put pen to paper. That, and I still haven’t worked out how to hold this one properly. I’m told that it’ll get easier as this initial week goes by, but I’m not sure that I want to be able to use a pen designed for paws. Not that I have a choice. This transformation isn’t a freak accident, as I’d originally assumed, but a core aspect of my identity seeing the light of day for the first time. I’d gotten over my obsession for that kids’ game years ago. Perhaps I shouldn’