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Young Writers Society


Camulaeus

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About Camulaeus

I was born in the cold, now I exist in the warmth.


Interests

Writing(duh), reading, day-dreaming, procrastinating, fiddling and listening to music.

Occupation

The recorder of the ramblings of the mad man known as my brain.


"For a short space of time I remained at the window watching the pallid lightnings that played above Mont Blanc and listening to the rushing of the Arve, which pursued its noise way beneath. The same lulling sounds acted as a lullaby to my too keen sensations; when I placed my head upon my pillow, sleep crept over me; I felt it as it came and blessed the giver of oblivion."
— Mary Shelley, Frankenstein