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  • The Gossip Of Gaffel Tavern

    A great boom of thunder shook the ground and the door flew open with a slam. The plates hanging inside the tavern shook and a few threatened to fall and ...

    • Novel / Chapter
    • Fantasy
    7 min read
  • The Revenge of The Raven

    In the depth of midnight When the darkness swallows the moon A bird soars above, he is called The Raven ...

    • Poetry
    • Narrative
    1 min read
  • Times Wasted

    I wrote this about five minutes ago so it probably isn't too good... Is that what you wish to be? ...

    • Poetry
    • Lyrical
    1 min read


I lingered round them, under that benign sky: watched the moths fluttering among the heath and harebells, listened to the soft wind breathing through the grass, and wondered how any one could ever imagine unquiet slumbers for the sleepers in that quiet earth.
— Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights