A clock irate,
A teacup chipped,
The candelabra, he connives.
The beast, he fought,
But so did they,
The stuff that came alive.
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Hi everyone!
I'm a young girl on twenty-one, who is currently taking the bachelor Popular Fiction at the South Gate Society School of Creative Writing.
Here I'll study every kind of writing, which means this website will be about anything from short stories to poems. I will write everything from my preferred subject - fantasy - to experimental texts, where I'll try to grow as an author.
Enjoy!
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Very good
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“The candelabra, he connives.” – the most surprising image I’ve read in a long time. It made me smile 🙂
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