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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?



"The day, which was one of the first of spring, cheered even me by the loveliness of its sunshine and the balminess of the air. I felt emotions of gentleness and pleasure, that had long appeared dead, revive within me. Half surprised by the novelty of these sensations, I allowed myself to be borne away by them, and forgetting my solitude and deformity, dared to be happy."
— Mary Shelley, Frankenstein