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< Frost Palm Peak > (NOVEL)
< ONCE OR TWICE A MAN> (SHORT STORY)
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“I only continued to explore the town's outskirts for a few minutes more, before resolving to rest. The place I was staying was a small inn, near the town center, but far from its chaos.”
(Ch.2)
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“I only continued to explore the town's outskirts for a few minutes more, before resolving to rest. The place I was staying was a small inn, near the town center, but far from its chaos.”
(Ch.2)
“I wondered if these people were content with their struggle, yet when I saw their faces, they seemed so content. So.. at peace with the current state of their lives. In a way, they had much more than the rich men at the markets wasting their life away on drink and flesh” (Ch.2)
“I wondered if these people were content with their struggle, yet when I saw their faces, they seemed so content. So.. at peace with the current state of their lives. In a way, they had much more than the rich men at the markets wasting their life away on drink and flesh” (Ch.2)
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“The walls of my small home are the first thing I see when I rise every morning. A simple, yet comforting image. Their construction is imperfect, occasional cracks in the wood line its length, allowing light to seep through, as it shines on floating dust”
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“The walls of my small home are the first thing I see when I rise every morning. A simple, yet comforting image. Their construction is imperfect, occasional cracks in the wood line its length, allowing light to seep through, as it shines on floating dust”