Greetings fellow beings of Sapience! I am Tyro Mystara, and most of you
may know me as the constant poet whose words both confuse and amaze. I
also go by my self-proclaimed title, the Monk of Madness, due to my love
of using telepathy to drive people insane. Well lately, I have been
hitting a funk and my writing has well, changed. If you have been up to
date with the poetry news, you should have noticed my style has become
too stale, and thanks to two kind people pointing out I can never become
the self proclaimed greatest writer if I can't write, I have been at an
all time low. Well all I have to say to those two people is, thank you.
I'll find my inspiration elsewhere.

So why am I wasting your time with this post? It is because I am going
to start wandering around sapience more, and I want to be able to
observe other people in their habitats (of course, not the ones that
enemied me!) to see if there is any inspiration I can get. If you see me
just standing somewhere, I assure you I am not there to attack anyone or
bother anyone. I am merely looking for a fire in my writing, as it has
gotten weaker. If you do not want me to stand over you or stay there,
just let me know and I will seek my fire elsewhere.

And again, to the two people who brought me down: you'll have to do
better than that. I'm not giving up on my dream. Oh and since this is a
public news announcement, now everybody knows about it. Have fun with
that.


Penned by my hand on the 6th of Miraman, in the year 602 AF.