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Young Writers Society


humblebard1

About humblebard1

I write silly stories from other worlds and tell great ballads of heroes long past. Why don't you stay a while, traveller?



I lingered round them, under that benign sky: watched the moths fluttering among the heath and harebells, listened to the soft wind breathing through the grass, and wondered how any one could ever imagine unquiet slumbers for the sleepers in that quiet earth.
— Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights