Bright, wondering eyes sparkling youth, vigor, determination… life. Did I look like them, too? The wind caressing the beaches and the trees, curling through lush hills and valleys, the curiosity of a strange land.
Now overcast, rain, harsher winds, flying above with my fellow soldiers, flashes of the terrain below bathed in lightning, then darkness again. No one laughs now; the nervous knot lodged in my chest grows and trembles. I clutch my rifle with these cold, prickly hands, careful not to let it slip from my grip.
The Earth rises before me, my feet flail for solid ground, long reeds and grasses bend to the weather and the squashing of my
Have at it! Want to read the rest? Let me know.
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quote:Bright, wondering eyes sparkling youth, vigor, determination… life. Did I look like them, too?
You started to dig deeper than you went to describing the landscape. Why?
And then there is the setting. You write...
quote: The wind caressing the beaches and the trees, curling through lush hills and valleys, the curiosity of a strange land.
which leads me to believe this is an alien world then you write
quote: The Earth rises before me
which adds to my confusion. Maybe I'm reading to much into it but this is a very, very short story, that is looking long on a explanation. Your first 13 is very infodumpish. Not good for a flash length story.
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I feel this falls more along the lines of poetry, than flash fiction. I can sense the emotion in your writing, but it is disjointed and difficult to follow as the beginning of a story. I expect you feel strongly about what you have written - you may want to develop it separately as a poem.
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I liked it quite a bit. The hook to me is the quite literary look at the world below by a soldier flying above clutching a rifle. I'd want to see what transpires and how the MC views the subsequent conflict. I assume (s)he is a paratrooper touching down, possibly in Asia. I'll read it if you're still looking.
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Well, I should have mentioned up front that this is a flashback/dream sequence I cut from another story - hence the disjointedness and the poetry feel. Not an excuse, just an explanation :-)
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