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Young Writers Society


Welcome to the Marvelous Land of Alf!


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Enter the Belly of the Zone Eater!

I lived yesterday. I died tomorrow. I have nothing to say but "Hello, I'm here today. Nice to meet you."


Interests

Letters, Gummy Bears, banana peels, stamps, stargazing, glitters, blood, vegetables, pencils, Quantum Physics, angels, comets, the square spongedude

Occupation

Studying at the moment. Writing for something sometime. Reading for a while. Believing in God for a long time now. Drinking Earl Grey Tea since yesterday.

Website

http://thetatterdemalion.wordpress.com


It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coats—the hobbit was fond of visitors. The tunnel wound on and on, going fairly but not quite straight into the side of the hill —The Hill, as all the people for many miles round called it—and many little round doors opened out of it, first on one side and then on another.
— JRR Tolkien