19. Writer. Poet. Tea drinker. Coiner of Rowallenism (It's a thing). If you are not talking Tolkien, what might the use in that be? Avid forest-junkie. The trees have forgiven me for all the words I consume from their sarcophagi.
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