As Beigbeder peers through the window of the world, his grim reflections stares straight back at him with a slightly ironic sneer as the reflection is aware that through the pursuing of writing this novel about the death of thousands it has made his own death very apparent and real.
To give a quick explanation as this is off topic compared to previous blogs. Lifeless is a novel that I am writing, this post is a short extract from the book, and is the introduction of two of the main characters. So without further ado….
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