 Windswift 2008-03-06 . chapter 1There does need to be more love for them. Much, much more.
It's just... so perfect and succinct I don't even know what to pull out and comment on. It Is, and It Is Good. On so many levels.
I guess when you're not ripping our hearts out, it's harder to find the lines that make us curl up and die little cathartic deaths.
It's the quiet, simple, everyday, contentment, no-need-to-put-it-into-words-of-romance hope. That's what's best.
-Windswift |
 Adi88 2008-01-13 . chapter 1…I’m still waiting for pain to attack me from around a corner, wielding heartbreak as its mallet and betrayal as a switchblade.
No…?
All RIGHT. I did not miss anything; this really is as adorable - if, you know, a bit sad - as it seems at first glance. Because Hatori does stay. Yesyesyes.
Ahem. Anyway, I adore the visuals in this - sort of “Out of Gas”-montage-ish in my head; all the little empty spaces that should have things in. Plus, it’s so beautifully rendered as a metaphor for her life - not this huge, Romeo-and-Juliet sucking chest wound of a gap; a normal life except it’s missing a thing [Hatori], and he’s not all that extraordinary either, but he just… fits right. “His own little personal messes.” So lovely. And for some reason, my favorite part is, “The sink holds the dishes for one person’s meal, looking all the more pathetic because there really isn’t an excuse to leave that few dishes undone.”
Except - on the that-being-my-favorite count - for every word to do with Hatori, and the book-end “The single sensible pair of shoes at the bottom of the closet bothers her.” and “…she sees his practical shoes sitting beside her own, and thinks that that looks much better.” I can just SEE that so well, you know, and her kind of smiling and then shutting the closet door. |