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“There’s a world inside your world… Inside, behind and beside, a world that you can sometimes hear in the distance. Whispers and laughter and muffled conversations, always passed off as the wind or that elderly couple walking past, or sound from that open window across the way. A world you sometimes hear, but never see – full of funny folk who cannot hear you, but see your every step. There’s a man, though, that will soon prove this age-old rule wrong. For the peril or prosperity of both worlds, or neither…”

This is potentially the premise-paragraph of the story I’d like to turn into a novel…

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