A poet and a storyteller argued over what could best be described literary discipline Death.
Storyteller shortness defended in sentences, not metaphors. The poet, shot, directed his argument to the feelings and sensations.
"Poetry," said the poet can make the reader feel that he is dead, while the account can only imagine it.
- Já! "Replied the storyteller," the story involves the reader in fear that the presence of the black figure passed.
Sitting on two sofas, and a glass of English nectar in his hand, continued their theme no matter the hour of dawn.
sounded a knock at the door and opening it, found no one. When they returned to the comfortable armchairs a woman, wicked lovely, I was waiting to join the debate. Surprise, fear, fear, terror. Then peace. Continued the discussion.