piled high

Steven hung up the phone and looked out the window. Thick grey clouds filled the winter sky. Steven sighed and looked at his desk, piled high with books. He cleared a space, pushing one stack toward the rear and picking up another to place them on the floor. Tentatively, he sat down. Steven stood up and went to take a shower.

Lord Malinov, Journals of Lord Malinov


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Lord Malinov, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet
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