Waking up suddenly as if sensing someone next to me, I turned my head and saw the door previously barred from within now slightly ajar, as if beckoning me to enter. After so much time spend in the shadow of the tower it would really seem an awful waste not to accept such an opportunity for enlightenment. Thus it passed that I found myself getting up, though I must say the exercise was quite painful and in that way a testimony to time lost.
Thursday
Chapter XIV - Silence of a beckoning
Indsendt af
Rasmus Lasthein
kl.
8:10 PM
Etiketter: Illustrated novel, Journey, Mirage, Steam Punk, To the coast

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