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Young Writers Society


dyingmoon

About dyingmoon

One day I was born and named. Now I am growing and living or dying and decaying. All depends on your levels of optimism


Interests

Writing (of course)! Reading, music, day dreaming...

Occupation

A mere student to the world


"The day, which was one of the first of spring, cheered even me by the loveliness of its sunshine and the balminess of the air. I felt emotions of gentleness and pleasure, that had long appeared dead, revive within me. Half surprised by the novelty of these sensations, I allowed myself to be borne away by them, and forgetting my solitude and deformity, dared to be happy."
— Mary Shelley, Frankenstein