Art is the blood of the exile
“I’m not creative. All I have is hunger. I bleed onto the page, sing myself raw, dance and fight, but I still need more. I’ll burn myself alive a thousand times, if only for a taste of salvation. I want to take you home, back to Erosia, where we belong. But we are still here, and nothing is ever enough. Forgive me, Cailēna. I’m an animal.”
Slave to Freedom
Bringing Erosia to Earth
Music was Erica’s first language; a mirror reflecting her soul. As the rhythm unfolds, it unravels her heart and unleashes her dreams.
Sadly, Erica lost her singing voice to a tragic illness. Exiled from her passion, she was left craving catharsis. Song after song, story after story, photo after photo, visions of Erosia came to life. It became clear that Erica is more than a musician. She is a vessel through which passion emerges. Through her whisper, she led her band, Erosian Exile – but as her vocal cords deteriorated, writing became her new voice. Her fantasy series, Night Gem, reveals the origins of Erosia.
Regardless of the medium, Erica works tirelessly to master the skills that enable her to lose herself in the creative process. She strives to express something so primal that it’s universal. To awaken the animal within is to bring Erosia to Earth.