Once the action does begin, however, the author revitalizes his incomprehension of the English language, sprinkling errors on his piece like powdered sugar on a circus funnel cake. The analogy of the circus is only furthered when the reader is at last able to decipher the story underneath -- through a process of decoding which may be called anything but enjoyable -- only to realize too late the comical futility of the effort. In this literary circus of disappointment, the ringmaster can be nothing but the dialogue, which may be described complimentarily as "lackluster". Long bouts of unnecessary dialogue do happen to distract the reader from realizing that there is no apparent theme in the story, despite the constrution of corruption, love, friendship, loyalty, morality, religion, government interference, politics, and dozens of other ideas as contenders, but at the cost of any connection or impact the story could have ever had.
Despite intelligible language being necessary for the proper enjoyment of the story, the reader must look past this fundamental. Despite interesting dialogue being integral to the connection of the audience to the story, the reader must look past this basepoint. Instead, he focuses on the plot: the majority of what constitutes a story. And recalling the rainbow of unoriginality that was the first few chapters, he is evermore subject to contemplation of the severely lacking quality in the piece. This is only further exacerbated when he realizes that the "plot of gold" at the end of this dreary rainbow is filled with pyrite coins of such flatness and mediocrity they are comparable only to the uninteresting characters which make it.
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