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Young Writers Society


RainWanderer

About RainWanderer

Well, to start with, I love writing. I was born into a family of artist, and every one in my family can draw beautifully, except me.I was a little sad at first, and I did try my best to draw, but my drawing is nowhere near "art". Then when I was 12, my best friend ask me to help him writing a love letter. I actually wrote it for him instead of helping, and the girl who he sent it to was really impressed by the letter. That was when I realized my talent, and my love for writing. And I decided that: "If I can not draw art for the eyes like an artist, I will draw art for the mind as a writer!"



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