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The following is part of my short short 'Mise en Abyme (A Metafiction)'. For an explanation, read the thread here. Please do not comment on this thread, unless you are posting a fragment of the story in question. I will erase (or transfer elsewhere) all comments on this thread. If you have a comment to make, rather than a fragment of the story to add, please make it here. Thank you very much. I am also trying this experiment here. Now, here is a fragment of the story to start you off:
19) This study was a serious, almost interstellar place. Indeed, when he looked at the dark wallpaper, like the habitual ink cross-hatching of an obsessive draughtsman, he seemed to see stars in a night sky devoid of any planet called Home.
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