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Young Writers Society


in the semblance of a man


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Well, well, well... fancy seeing you here.

~ formerly IronSpark ~

I'm John, full time space boy and professional worrier. Send me a message if you wanna talk about stuff. You're all cool people.


Interests

apprehension


"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