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  • Archive Re: The Neighborhood

    Ivy | Day 1 | The Party To say that Ivy was amused by what had just happened would be an understatement. “So, Virginia beach …” she said, tilting her ...

    Dec 21, 2015
  • Archive Re: The Neighborhood

    Ivy | Day 1 | The House The only other time Ivy had brought up her past was during her job interview at the law firm. She’d expected a thorough ...

    Dec 8, 2015
  • Archive Re: The Neighborhood

    Ivy | Day 1 | The House After several suspicious yet indifferent glances from the neighbours; Ivy finally reached door number 312. When she entered the house, she was pleased ...

    Nov 30, 2015
  • Archive Re: Have Story; Need Partner!

    Hi, everyone, newbie here! I’ve recently got into medieval period TV shows (namely Game of Thrones and The Last Kingdom) and have come up with an idea for a story ...

    Nov 4, 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