June 23rd, 2009 at 09:49pm
The metaphor in this story is amazing. The winter part was very interesting to read.
Our hearts become cold from lack of love, you refuse to lead yourself that way. You insist to die in autumn were the weather is still warm and slowly getting brittle. It was very lovely. I hope that is what you were aiming for, because that's just what I saw in it.
I'm not even going to try and pretend I know better and I'm not even going to try and pretend to give you con crit or say ''this was good but _____'' or ''I'm not too sure about that last line'' or whatever. This was a really, really beautiful piece.