The behaviour that delayed the saved saviour from his lair or heir moronically dissipated beneath the sparkling skyline. Nothing short of favorable, its not too soon to enable our stable label, tending to upend the responsible credibility within your suffocating facade. The hop betwixt the bop stopped at no end, seldom depending upon the elevation or deprivation that silently acclimatized an ostracized inspiration. They were going to change in decency, though the ought that taut the tension gave way asunder the suspension from the lexical indirection. Too much attention paid in their valor, the glamour stammered exponentially as the sunset slayed to rest his detest for the morrow. Gander for longer and simmer for less. They might have the best desk but it won’t secure the honorable prize. Still, certain in demise and selective to comprise the bite beneath the tenacious phasers enlightening the lightening. There was always something worth writing for.

Is this a novel?
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This is not a novel, it is just an original short passage. 🙂
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Okay. I thought it was a novel broken into bits 🙂
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