The Longest Story in the World

Literature has never been so literate. Romance, never so romantic. Philosophical musings, never so brooding. Poetry, never so verbose. Since the advent of the Guttenberg press, rarely has a dissertation been so boldly compiled, capturing the essence of human élan vital with such transitoriness.Literature has never been so literate. Romance, never so romantic. Philosophical musings, never so brooding. Poetry, never so verbose. Since the advent of the Guttenberg press, rarely has a dissertation been so boldly compiled, capturing the essence of human élan vital with such transitoriness. This prose is penned with the efficacy of a Chilean rellano; and the voice, a perfect juxtaposition of insouciance and zeal. Little can be said without tarnishing the succulent succinctness of this prophetic syllabus on being human. Like a short, but meaningful journey one embarks on alone, like a solo climber scaling a tall mountain without anyone beside them, each woman, each man and each child must ascend the cliffs demanded of them by The Longest Story in the World to discover their own fateful end. Uti ante vos in via.