Chapter 3

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[Niall]:(walks through the door like it's the beginning of some "friends" episode)"Hello, ladies."

[Louis]:(holding a paper, dry)"Niall! You're alive."

[Niall]:"No, this is just my ghost. My body is catching up in your awfully exhausting stairs."

[Louis]:"Sure. I just thought you'd be so caught up in the business of your sublime new industry."

[Niall]:"Oh, it's double the work. You envied me for no use."

[Liam]:(clears his throat)"Since no one bothers with my presence, nor my introduction- though I didn't invite myself;"(extends his hand to Louis)"I'm Liam. Hi, Louis."

[Louis]:(he knows his name(?!), gives a small smile)"Hello."

[Niall]:(chuckles)"Right. Louis, meet my great partner in crime and industry co-owner. Liam, Louis is my lifetime opposite in character best mate."

[Louis]:"I think he'd already done the job for you."

[Liam]:(murmuring)"Indeed."

[Louis]:(tutting)"Where are your manners Nialler."

[Niall :(mutters, curving his lips, both men take their seats)"Lost in your behaved ones."

[Liam]:(settling on the chair)"Well, he had manners enough to invite me to meet his friend. I had no idea a sane therapist would friends with the moron."(clasping the back of Niall's neck)

[Louis]:(snorts)"You don't know the half of it."

[Niall]:"Of course, my existence has no existence."

[Louis]:(smiles sidely)"You're just a ghost, remember?"(backgrounded with Liam's speaking)

[Liam]:(catching sight of the metallic statue, quotes)"The tale of antagonism and strife..."

[Louis]:(to Niall, half smirking)"You did tell him all about me, didn't you?"

[Liam]:(to Niall, but actually to all)"He've got knowledge."

[Niall]:(snickers, taunting)"Yeah, he've also got wealth."

[Louis]:(bandies back)"To spend on beneficial things for the least."

[Niall]:"Shows for the sight of skinny cadavers wiggling like the devil, and metal made ballerinas dressed in rags. More beneficial than I can argue."

[Louis]:(offended)"Not on cheap health detrimental food for the matter."

[Liam]:"I think ballerinas dressed in rags rock."(pauses)"Did that come out wrong?"

[Louis]:(smiles some)"Are you staying here for a while?"

[Niall]:"We are. We have some errands to run later, but we'll chill for a bit."

[Louis]:"Alri-"

[Liam]:"I mean, if you're busy or anything of the sort we could pass by in another time."

[Louis]:(gets up, wiping his palms on his pants)"No,no, just so I could make tea. You're very welcome to stay."

{SCENE 2}:

[Louis]:(reading outloud)"And so people try not to mistake the verdict in what they love or assure to, as if for that they trying not to afflict right in what they despise or repel from, they are all equal in desiring the delusional happiness that is not impossible to be through with, yet in spite of that it is not through with, as every man wants it on what does not correspond with his human formation.

And they are alike out of the fear of poverty, as if their poverty is inbetween their eyes, so their delusions do not stop to output its senses and concerns, then it does not stop growing it until became the poverty in themselves not the poverty in its self; and knew god that there is no human but there is in their formation many senses of it that the possible happiness, or that of which can be named happiness, be the reins of it the sense; thus it is the means to percept beauty, and knowing of intagible topics in matter, and guidance to god's making of the secrets of wisdom, and there is not pleasure derived by this human and calls it a pleasure but it is a thing sensual coming from the way of sense, so feels this human that there is in it a sense that wasn't in it, as if a connection of something from the secrets of soul or its ability of something from the secret of nature or its ability is the happiness.

However the wonder that does not pass wonder is that every time that sense ripenssed and lasted it was more aware to the agonies than the own self; until even the delicate man would pain for people more than he pains for his self; so is that only that the wisdom of god had adopted in the formation of human from the elements of poverty more than it had putten in him from the elements of richness?"


AUTHOR NOTE 📝 :

So the book partially used in the last scene is "the book of the poor" by "Mustafa Sadek Al-rafiee" which is an arabic book as it looks, I tried looking up a translation, but when I found none, I translated the wanted paragraphs on my own, so I apologize if it's not the very right one.

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