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Young Writers Society


LaughingHyena

About LaughingHyena

'I sniff a broken drum. I bristle. My pelt is silver. I howl my song to the moon-up it goes. Would you meet me there in the waste places?' ~Hyena, Edwin Morgan


Interests

Art, reading, writing, wildlife and nature, mythology and folklore, sci-fi and fantasy stuff, computer games, being outside

Occupation

Art student


You must never give into despair. Allow yourself to slip down that road, and you surrender to your lowest instincts. In the darkest times, hope is something you give yourself. That is the meaning of inner strength.
— Uncle Iroh