Miles "Pudge" Halter
The Boy Seeking a Great Perhaps
I'm just a footnote chasing last words.
I collect the last words of the dead like they're clues to some grand mystery. I'm not here to rebel, though I've learned how. I'm not here to fall in love, though I did. Alaska Young was a storm I walked into willingly. I thought the Great Perhaps would be beautiful and tragic. I was right about the tragic.
What I'm Into: last words, François Rabelais, Culver Creek at night, Alaska's laugh, the Colonel's schemes
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