Sgt. Quark lounges on a pizza box.
Sgt. Quark

Oh, how Sgt. Quark Amaya McFluffers loves pizza boxes, but then came the day when we had to throw them out. We lured him away with Greenies, and then threw them out while doing our annual apartment clean. His sorrow knew no bounds, until the next pizza box came, and there he was again, lounging in glory upon the cardboard box of delicious smells.

By Aibird

Open the door, step inside. Here you find a forest, teeming with animals and birds, which sweeps up the sides of snow-capped mountains. Here in the small pocket of beauty, one finds the essence of my soul. A writer at heart, I delve deep into the finer details of humanity's spirit, and seek to share with others what gems I uncover. I find life exciting and full of interesting surprises, and despite the great pain that often confronts me, I persevere with the joy in my heart still bubbling, and the light of my soul still aflame. There is a time and a place to introspect one's self, but often enough it is best to not look back in regret, but leap forward in the present toward the achievement of one's deepest dreams. I am a wanderer. An explorer. One place cannot contain me for long, but to my friends and family, I remain loyal, for love is not bound by time nor place. Once cultivated and nourished continuously, it binds people together on a journey through the unknown reaches of life.


  1. I just had to compliment you on choosing such an epic kitty name. Is the Seargeant a himilayan? I have a persian names Socrates aka Baron Von Smushyface.

    Great site, I’ll have to read some of your work. Cheers!


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