This reminded me of a viral college essay I read a few years ago called "I hate the letter 'S'" about the plural form of the word "parent." Not the same concept but this just reminded me of that!
Beautiful. Every detail is so carefully chosen and with such restraint. And the East Wind is gloriously unresolved. I can see the threads of his soul --- or perhaps his prayer shawl? --- blowing on the wind of himself!
This is brilliant! The dialogue feels so authentic - which can be really hard to do (but so vital) in extraordinary circumstances. But I suppose that's kinda the point isn't it? The normalcy? both the utter wonder and normalcy of love?
This reminded me of a viral college essay I read a few years ago called "I hate the letter 'S'" about the plural form of the word "parent." Not the same concept but this just reminded me of that!
So well done. Leaves me amazed and wanting more. Can you tell me more about why you chose that pasuk?
thanks :)
thank you!!
such a clear characterization
thanks!
This is so cool! Walks the delicate line between spooky and cozy. The slight blur makes it look painted.
Beautiful. Every detail is so carefully chosen and with such restraint. And the East Wind is gloriously unresolved. I can see the threads of his soul --- or perhaps his prayer shawl? --- blowing on the wind of himself!
Awesome. This made me smile.
This is brilliant! The dialogue feels so authentic - which can be really hard to do (but so vital) in extraordinary circumstances. But I suppose that's kinda the point isn't it? The normalcy? both the utter wonder and normalcy of love?