Have you ever thought about what fiction is? Probably, such a question may seem surprising: and so everything is clear. Every person throughout his life has to repeatedly create the works he needs for specific purposes - statements, autobiographies, dictations - using not gypsum or clay, not musical notes, not paints, but just a word. At the same time, almost every person will be very surprised if he is told that he thereby created a work of fiction, which is very different from visual art, music and sculpture making. However, everyone understands that a student's essay or dictation is fundamentally different from novels, short stories, news that are created by professional writers. In the works of professionals there is the most important difference - excogitation. But, oddly enough, in a school literature course, you don’t realize the full power of fiction. So using our website in your free time discover fiction for yourself. The Pale: Volume One by Jacob Long (red novels TXT) 📖
- Author: Jacob Long
Book online «The Pale: Volume One by Jacob Long (red novels TXT) 📖». Author Jacob Long
“You know what? I haven’t felt the urge to do that yet.”
“Weird. I wonder if it even can.”
“I don’t know.”
“How about sex?”
“Well, I hope to find out one day.”
“Ahh! You’re like a virgin again.”
“I wouldn’t say that.”
“Totes, breh.”
“Whatever.”
“Do you think you could pick up a car . . .”
Téa had many more questions, but Adam couldn’t answer a majority of them. The two old friends watched movies, made fun, and generally lazed about until late in the night. Finally, Téa had to admit how tired she was and went into her room. Adam had the couch for the night, but again, he couldn’t sleep. The energy was just too much. He worried about his new cop friend, hoping that the man would join them, but a big pessimistic part of him doubted it. The future just seemed so bleak, and he had an impossible task ahead of him. He dwelled on the danger. He lamented his position in the universe and the fact that he would have to live in hiding, away from the people he missed so dearly. The next morning, the sun rose brightly over Farol Verde and painted the atmosphere in a vivid tapestry of violent red hues. It was a sky that promised the world would go on for quite some time. Adam sat on Téa’s rooftop and watched it rise. He watched it lie right to his face.
ImprintPublication Date: 03-04-2019
All Rights Reserved
Comments (0)