This is exquisite: "They now exist as nothing but distant footprints of former lives stamped into the rubble of the violent shore, which rolls a wave over one of them and drags it into the ocean like it’s feeding an invisible leviathan."
Also, the tear "strolling down" is very satisfying.
This is exquisite: "They now exist as nothing but distant footprints of former lives stamped into the rubble of the violent shore, which rolls a wave over one of them and drags it into the ocean like it’s feeding an invisible leviathan."
Also, the tear "strolling down" is very satisfying.
This is exquisite: "They now exist as nothing but distant footprints of former lives stamped into the rubble of the violent shore, which rolls a wave over one of them and drags it into the ocean like it’s feeding an invisible leviathan."
Also, the tear "strolling down" is very satisfying.
Thanks, Ellen! It's my favorite story (of mine). Do writers get to have favorites?
Yep!
I’m not sure which of mine is my favorite, though.