This moment of falling seemed to be lasting a
ridiculous amount of time. And yet, there it was. Dell
reflected upon a couple of things:
1. His poem was a bit obscure, and while parts of it were
all right, he wasn't sure it was what anyone could
really call a "good poetry."
2. His statement, "You can doubt doubt," (which meant
that the trouble with doubt is that it is suspect
itself) was probably all he had needed to say in
response to Gradient's philosophy. He chastised
himself for the umpteenth time for his uncontrollable
verbosity.
3. He seemed to have defeated the Doubtmadon
intellectually. Yet he was not at all assured that
his own philosophical position was true. And if it
was, what then?
YOU ARE READING
Dell's Journey
FantasíaThere comes a time when every man must go on a journey. This is Dell's story.
