And yet I am, and live—like vapours tossed. I long for scenes where man hath never trod A place where woman never smiled or wept There to abide with my Creator, God, And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept, Untroubling and untroubled where I lie The grass below—above the vaulted sky.â€
And yet I am, and live—like vapours tossed. I long for scenes where man hath never trod A place where woman never smiled or wept There to abide with my Creator, God, And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept, Untroubling and untroubled where I lie The grass below—above the vaulted sky.â€
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From: The darkest pit of your soul. Hi there!
QUOTE(Callidus Thorn @ Oct 29 2014, 08:51 PM)
It's a writing program. I decided to make the most unprepared attempt at NaNoWriMo possible(I'd forgotten about it until a few days ago), and it starts November 1st.
Oh hey, I'm doing that too! I should post up a 2014 version of last year's NaNoWriMo thread, come to think of it.