Sanareth

Hi Maddy. :) My review lies below. Enjoy! The setting taking place was disastrously chaotic. First problem of the day- "disastrous" and "chaotic" mean very similar things, so the term ...

The basis for this poem is good, a very pretty concept that could go far. There are a few problems which need to be straightened out, though: Capitalisation: unfortunately, grammar ...

*sigh of satisfaction* That was gorgeous . Seriously. It warmed my heart. :) However, since I like it so much, I'm going to be more nitpicky than normal, so that ...

Right then! Overall, a good piece. It flowed well, emotion came through nicely, and the basis for the poem was pretty unique. A regular rhyming pattern is a good thing, ...

I really enjoyed this! The feel of the poem was very up-front and personal. The structure was a little lacking, but the lines were still cleverly crafted- the repeated "calling ...

Before I nitpick- congratulations. You have produced a fantastic piece I thoroughly enjoyed reading. A wonderful prose beautifully structured- I loved it. Very much. Now, on to nitpicking. :D As ...

My review lies below. Enjoy! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ We all have worlds we create. These are the places we visit to escape what’s r

Well, I really enjoyed it. :) The punctuating feel of the whole thing was slightly entrancing. The piece drew me in to a world of well-crafted language and plenty of ...

Very well crafted language portyaying some slightly cliched but still excellent ideas. It might be easier to read if it wasn't all one big block of text (was that your ...

Below is my usual in-line review, but before I start I just want to congradulate you on such an intruiging, well-done read. :) I am a girl with expectations and ...

My first impression was- wow! So much emotion portrayed, with gorgeous style. A few points for improval, though: 1. "At least to some minute extent." "some small extent would probably ...

I ran along the moors and I whistled with the wind, My feet would hit the marsh and then be gone without a sound. I surveyed my surroundings as a ...

I watched the sea as it lapped at my feat; projecting a false sense of obedience where it had none. I was deep in thought, pondering what the sea could ...

That morning started out as any other morning. I woke up in the cot my mom called a bed; however, that was not how it was. The middle bit of ...

The dirty, dusty windows of Brine street (maybe capitalize "street"?) were so thick with grime that passers-by could hardly tell weather (whether) the inside lights of buildings were on or ...