This time will be remembered for the way in which reality was imposed on the fiction, moving and emptying of the possible speculations, and also because the writers' insistence on ignoring the replacement, due in advance by linking stories: creating patterns, making personae. And how could weave a web of links and disagreements, spending forced breath in a story, if there arise moral or satisfactory completion? When reality invades natural areas for the fable, he can be ruthless, a derivation of other designs which are beyond the wit of men really insurmountable obstacle aseity made itself. Instead of using a station so propitious to the scrutiny of atmospheres, the storytellers and spirits continue to add features, unbelievable dialogue, fragments of doctrinal ... continue the tradition of grabbing hasp for, ever, wake the guard. The rationale is ordinary, at least, the operator works with the possible, and his office set it apart from biographers and historians, figures that conform to physical poverty that despises his guild. However, a storyteller would recognize their own limits, to admit that every character is archetypal, and all frames are One. One might think in an excess of objectivity, which would leave no space now to the desire of the artist, every gap filled by the civil will, every discouragement rewarded with gifts and useful commodity. Those who thought to escape the altarpiece altarpiece understand that extends beyond their horizon, which incorporated portions of reality to his writing, find that they are part of a larger fiction, driven by wireless cunning, blind to the outcome they already coming. Who imagines another page after sated in the original document, it is less true that he who indulges in the facts, always unintelligible. The chaos would be more tolerable if we add, the privilege of living this time, the value of keeping quiet.
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