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  • Short Story » General, General Re: Silver Rose

    The clouds floated past the airship Silver Rose with surprising grace for the immense speed. She was a classy first-class transport (The word 'class' was mentioned twice. Maybe exchange it ...

    Oct 4, 2010
  • Short Story » Action / Adventure, General Re: I never like my name

    First, I'm going to read as I review. I like it that way better, so I'd write down how I react, instantly. ... I never liked my name. What kid ...

    Oct 1, 2010
  • Short Story » General, General Re: Stupid writer's block.

    Are you kidding me?! I'm having the same problem. To me, writer's block is making feel as if I'm sitting on a pile of coal and I'm simply letting it ...

    Sep 28, 2010


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