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  • Poetry » Historical Fiction, Fanfiction Re: A Final Invocation

    This is really pleasant as far as a death poem goes which is something I like to see. Bliss in death is an interesting idea. I'd personally like to see ...

    Sep 30, 2015
  • Article / Essay » Satire, Spiritual Re: Reflections from Gasworks

    Sep 30, 2015


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