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This is beautiful :] I love it, you have such talent with words!

For the Reasons to Live Contest :)

Aw, this was cute! I love your description and how everything came together in the end. Honestly I wasn't expecting that sort of ending, so it was pretty much a big surprise. But surprises are awesome and I'm glad to have read something made of fiction while at the same time embody what it means to have "reasons to live." Superb job! :)

I'm glad I reread this because at first glance I was too emotionally invested to see how it tied in with the quote, but it when I reread it, it was very clear to me. And I feel like you used it twice, both with Gabriel and his wings and Isabel and her life. I think the description is great. This doesn't take place over a long period of time, but the detail keeps it flowing smoothly and ensures there's a lot to tell, without ever being over-descriptive. I love that Isabel noticed where the wings had been cut off later and how she just accepts his story because it works better. I like the lack of disbelief without every seeming to much like belief. It's this wonderful medium.

Gah, this is awesome. It popped up twice when I was clicking around so I figured I'd give it a try and you wrote it beautifully - and last lines are such a biggie for me and you nailed it. This was freaking awesome.

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this story is darkly beautiful... you've done an amazing job

This is really amazing. This story deserves way more comments than it's getting. This is a beautiful story, so vague, yet so heartfelt. I loved it.

i noticed his lack of contractions from the start but instead of a clicking noise it just muddled around in my head for awhile before you gently fed us the answers. i don't know why you say it's fiction because i believe you talk to angels.i believe you talk to glittering gabriel on curbs, why don't you?

the faith, the feathers, the light bulbs and bus schedules, i loved it all. loved it in that vaguely uncomfortable way when you know it isn't one hundred percent imagination. like you shouldn't be here, but you are. like looking into someone else's windows or using their toothbrush or doing their laundry. idk.

at first i wasn't sure if i was going to cry or just bite my hand and shake but now i have tear tracks and bite marks and i just want you to know that if i've ever said i've cried while reading something before i've lied. this is crying.

Unusual, yet beautiful.

I thought this was a beautiful story. I was surprised by the ending. You have a way with words. (And I'm sorry this is such a short comment.)