Musings: A Short Story Collection
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- Partes 6
'The true alchemists do not change lead into gold; they change the world into words.'
- William H. Gass
The words that you dread, that you fear,
and those that you long to hear.
Yet, you never fear to communicate them: those words.
The burden of words, is born by the entire mankind. They've started wars, made love, redeemed evil and plunged the world into chaos.
These are stories crudely imagined, and roughly put to reality; using those omniscient 'words'. After all, the debt of fantasy has a vile creditor called, letters, and an elusive guarantor named, fiction.
Where pirates and space junks, come alive splashed in vivid hues of greed, romance and vengeance-no, humor hasn't been forgotten-welcome, to another
adventure.
P.S: Woah, how cringe is that?! I flinched. Well, you can ignore the essay above. There are just a few stories here, to read in your spare time : )
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