I really ought to pursue writing this book!
He opened the book to the strange new page. The quaint bookmark gives an amusing relief to the questions he has before reading. What mystery will he discover today? Will there be any new character introduced? Are the protagonists truly noble or innocent? How will the author weave together previous chapters? How does this current section of the story play into the greater climax of the book?
He pushes aside these questions and carefully reads on. What majesty in composition! These themes and motifs strike to the heart. Suddenly, the antagonist seems more like a mirror, and sympathy for that character begins to grow. But wait, three lines down there no longer seems to be a protagonist or an antagonist. Who is good?
He wonders to himself, “have people felt this way to hearing the story for the past three millennia, or am I reading this all wrong?”
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