“Thus it was called pondering."
He stopped writing, and looked at this last sentence in a satisfied way.
In his spare time Puck had been penning a manuscript - a sort of self-help novella that he visualised as being the year’s number one bestseller.
There was of course an Amazonian raft of advice-type books and a sea of subjective philosophy upon which that raft bobbed and bounced upon.
However Puck himself enjoyed his own thought - so much so, he felt obliged to share it.
- Gabriel Brunsdon, AZLANDER: NEVER ENDINGS: Second Chances
He stopped writing, and looked at this last sentence in a satisfied way.
In his spare time Puck had been penning a manuscript - a sort of self-help novella that he visualised as being the year’s number one bestseller.
There was of course an Amazonian raft of advice-type books and a sea of subjective philosophy upon which that raft bobbed and bounced upon.
However Puck himself enjoyed his own thought - so much so, he felt obliged to share it.
- Gabriel Brunsdon, AZLANDER: NEVER ENDINGS: Second Chances
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