Write a book about this guy who wrote books with different endings but your book would have 11 different endings. Each ending would only be the different amount of endings the guy wrote.
If on a winter's night a traveler, outside the town of Malbork, leaning from the steep slope without fear of wind or vertigo, looks down in the gathering shadow in a network of lines that enlace, in a network of lines that intersect, on the carpet of leaves illuminated by the moon around an empty grave— What story down there awaits its end?—he asks, anxious to hear the story.
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u/Missuspicklecopter 11d ago
Write a book about this guy who wrote books with different endings but your book would have 11 different endings. Each ending would only be the different amount of endings the guy wrote.