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He was fifty years old. His hair and beard white like a biblical patriarch. Deep wrinkles slashed across his forehead above his bushy eyebrows. He was ugly, gruff and grim with the voice of an ogre, constantly grumbling about all kinds of tyranny… family, school, police, empire… and he was sick to boot, diabetic. 1,957 more words
The Eternal Masculine
Part Three: The End
I lived. I suffered. At seventeen I had to start my life over, even earn a living. And I was unfit for it, with my idle hands only used to the piano, my shiny silks and soft wool—a stranger to the most insignificant errand in the workshops where you get an apprenticeship and the habit of working. 1,049 more words
Kindly keep your eyes peeled in the near future, friends because I’m very happy to announce that the first of three works I posted recently under the title ‘Side-Project Paraphernalia” (I Own You (1)), is soon to be featured on the Severine Literary Journal website!
Séverine From Marriage to Suicide…
keep in mind that this is the only resource in English about Séverine…