Hun... It only takes you to a land of miracle, there is a good will in the hearts of those in it but their sleeves remain bloody... Wearing their hearts on those sleeves looks horrific but they pull it off as just a matter of realism.
One sentence... "Farther than intimate, they lay on a nest of love nursing the dreams that a storm failed to destroy"
This one makes me so excited... I truly appreciate established relationships, I have no words, the scenes were VERY descriptive (from an artist perspective), you even start to feel shy sometimes because well... The nest isn't yours baby... Still... It is a huge almond-lemon scented intake of breath for me ... Sometimes even cinnamon coffe hehe... I wish you read t
Guilt tripping over the surface and trickling down your neck in a blood freezing manner... A family of history but water took face against the blood
Let's gather our experiences until we reach a thousand ones just to exchange them for a single wish... However seeping into doubt and trauma betrays you... Betrays your core and unquenchable livelihood...
(I'm emotional but this made me cry, it hit home I related to both characters, I was both /on different times of my life but anyways/ it's personal for my heart)
Art: 15/10. Story: 9.9/10 (0.1 lacking because it could use a double read to truly understand what's the world mechanics in this story)
I am bewildered by the lack of 5star reviews on this one, it really developed a sufficiently heavy plot without causing me the usual depression. Plus, and I'm sorry for this, but hyun's crying eyes wet my pussy and tickle my heart too fucking much ☠. It is a really good short story, also fascinating to analyse in therms of all the mythology!
May your heart feel emotions too strong and unsure for words. Hero is just a word to make one feel better about oneself, but remember that a villain were once just children with hero-less lives, devoid of an obvious safety they yearned for, devoid of any helping words, devoid of their connection with "good"...
The ultimate reading experience
To be freaking honest, this story is my favourite so I AM biased but damn damn damndamn damn daaamn ( /QnQ)/ l
Words ....? Words!? WORDS WHERE ARE YOU?!!!!?
PRESENT YOURSELF
The cold, the fire and and the blood... Streaming along the river as a part of it... Almost bewitching the nature to metamorph into a delirious potion
Like water droplets falling on an inked flour.. the ever unchanging black speaks volume about your incompetence
Rendering you in a colour of pain and doubt
But the goal of the waterfall, the oh so beautiful waterfall, will cleanse you
May the ink be overwritten
You may die in the hands of your own innocence... But it is a beautiful dead as long as you don't get out of it alive.
Choose wisely even when you're looming on the edge, by the fear everyone holds for you.
A Thousand Cranes