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Thursday, 26 August 2021

Life is neither the Surface nor the Interior


“Why did it seem perfectly natural to be showered in bird poop like that?”

Charley asked this even though she sensed that some things were never to be spoken of … yet still she felt she had to. Was she to regret it?

Francis looked at her with his black brown eyes.

“Some people say that it is better to never question a healing - let alone discuss the affliction, in case it returns” he whispered with mock solemnity. He touched her arm as he said this, and drew a line down to the elbow.

She had to wonder if he was again flirting with her.

“Are you superstitious?” she asked, caught up in a delicious moment. “Do you believe this?”

“Let me see …” he still kept his eyes fixed on hers “yes, and no. The world is not as it seems. We think that the surface view is all that anything is - but, in every single instance one finds that life is neither the surface nor the interior - and if you begin to look closely you can sense perhaps its spirit."


- Gabriel Brunsdon, AZLANDER: NEVER ENDINGS: Second Chances

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