El amanecer de un hola

Previously

…But the fear associated with them? That was beginning to fade. He had sent his story out into the world, the story of Arthur Penhaligon, the perpetually awkward, the master of mishaps, the resilient tripper-upper. And for the first time in a long time, he felt like that was more than enough. It was, in fact, everything. The Muse of Mishaps, perched on his bookshelf, gave a tiny, approving nod, her eyes twinkling. She then proceeded to knock a small stack of books onto the floor, a final, chaotic flourish. Arthur just smiled and started picking them up, a strange sense of peace settling over him. He was ready for whatever came next, even if it involved another unexpected spill.