Novels

They huddle on shelves like sardines crammed in cans even hungry paper lice are prevented entry into their literary leaves. Novels are an aggregate of grey matter whose ingenuities maw muted narratives for willing eyes; Taking us vicariously through fictional Plots unfolded by actions, speech and thoughts of fictional characters at our leisure. An immortal genre whose fame is enduring as long as there exist authors that write them and well-read people who read them.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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