Trying to erase the moon was trying to remove the sun too. He was trying too hard to eventually erase her existence. He existed harshly in order to sit at Sultan's death door and write. But he also was writing to soothe the soul. Yet he wrote to weary his Sultana. She was not narrating and she never would. There would be no need for an eventual beautiful inner monologue a moonoluge and a beautiful sun loving her moon. But who was he to write about her life? He was writing about her existence. Not whoever that beautiful hatun was. If she was ever beautiful he would like to have a laugh and take a look at her astonishing face.
Cheating piece of meat.
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FantasyTrying to erase the moon was trying to remove the sun too. He was trying too hard to eventually erase her existence. He existed harshly in order to sit at Sultan's death door and write. But he also was writing to soothe the soul. Yet he wrote to wea...
