BOOK OF THE AUTHOR

BOOK OF THE AUTHOR (Chapter 3)

CHAPTER 3: E.

Professor Lim:

Despite every tactical movement she proposed, she will always be the season of drought in her relatives eyes. No one really accompanies her genuinely.

Her name coincides with the name of her favorite writer. With the writer's successful published creations her background is a mess like hers ends suicidal.

Eden, a nickname we used to call her. She is called by many in that word because she is known for publishing stories with common phrases; as well as the writer's character.

I wanted to let out more facts when William spoke. Specifying what her family had in mind after Eden perished and disappeared for eternity.

Our conversation didn't end well. A waiter approached our table reminding us that the shop would be closed in a minute.

We decided to end there and visit the family of hers. Though we are not quite sure if they agreed with our alliance yesterday. They seemed completely unaffected by the situation too.

William seriously accompanied my words saying things like the family probably expected it. Seeing it through her or wanted her to do it. ...

I don't want to misjudge her family so I fastened up my steps. Suddenly, air hit us like a plank of steel. When I opened my eyes we realized it was papers along with the wind that slapped us.

"These are pages", says William looking astonished. "..by: E. Death..", the author of this unpublished piece. More paper is on the soil. We couldn't find anyone in the streets that could possibly be the owner. William started to pick them one by one and I too began the same.

Both of them headed west with their suits stuffed full of sheets.

Upon arriving at their destination, a yellow gleam of light emits off the window leaving them a feeling of sorrow. One of them knocked a fidgety. An elegant woman around her 40s opened the door and greeted them undesirably. The two young men feel sheepish to continue.