Paris, 1920 - Comments

I know it's been a while since you posted this, and I'm stupid for not realizing this exists but . . .
I think you made me feel love a little bit.
I think I felt it run and slide through my veins.

God, Isa. Your one sentence stories are more painful and striking than whole novels.
You make these little words and little stories bigger than life with your elegant, and sophisticated, lexical choices.
Kudos, Isa <3

The picture you painted with your words is magnificent. I can see them, and I can see him, the man he was in the summary, and the man he was in the chapter, whole again and with a purpose, now that his life had been restored to him.

This challenge was an awesome idea. And you smashed it.

"connected by the mouth". You actually see phrases similar a lot in stories, but I felt like I was reading something like it for the first time. And the line about colors in his veins. I really felt the story in this one. On first glance at the summary I was like "oh shit, Isa just told me the whole story in the summary, FUCK" but it's like sequel to the summary. Kind of amazingly done.