“Some birds are not meant to be caged, that's all. Their feathers are too bright, their songs too sweet and wild. So you let them go, or when you open the cage to feed them they somehow fly out past you. And the part of you that knows it was wrong to imprison them in the first place rejoices, but still, the place where you live is that much more drab and empty for their departure.” -Stephen King
It began on such a great day, until I received a letter a few years late of my old friend's death...if I had knew back then what she was going through...would she still be here?
You write a lot of philosophical stories, but most are too simplistic to raise any questions.
I don't know if the word is simplistic... basic, maybe? I don't know, it just didn't evoke anything to me, even though the writing is okay.
5193157 I'm only trying to find my way and discover new elements in writing. But thank you, much appreciated.
This was tragedy and this was awesome
Beautiful as always
Damn, that is powerful. It really needs some editting, but even without it... Wow.