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November 28th, 2009 at 12:29am
Short yet piercing! The vibes of your stories always hook me, Sara. I like how you took the concept of a color and what it meant to someone. The descriptions of red were poetic. Ladybug's wings or a sunset. The spotlight. Blood red from the serrated blade. That line made me wince, by the way. I don't like serrated blades. They're painful.
Your writing is so very intriguing. The way you ended this... him by himself, mind flooded with his bizarre thoughts. I felt sympathy for him. The ending gave me an empty feeling. He was just staring into nothingness.