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The words glided into her mind softly before exploding in a cacophony of confliction and confusion. Leave Avignon, as if you have a choice. Her mind scoffed derisively, tendrils of ...

“I don’t know, Fael.” She tried to keep the frustration though from the pitying look on his face, it was a futile attempt. “I told you it was more of ...

She rubbed the petals of the black and white posy between her forefingers and her thumb, black and white was her winter colour. Though its reign was about to end, ...

The piercing sound sliced through the serene town like a knife through flesh, leaving behind a trail of inevitable carnage. Mmm. The simile works, but it's such a random simile ...

Arrays of diffused winter sun filled the bare forest with warmth, fresh snow crunched beneath two pairs of boots. She watched, mesmerized as silken snowflakes spiralled down from the sky, ...

Hey Sub. So I'm not going to be too overly detailed with this review, but I will give you some things to think about. Let's talk about your descriptions coz ...

Hey there Buggie :) It bit at her senses like rabid dogs, and honestly, she wasn’t sure her stolen goods were worth the whole freezing-her-butt off part. The last bit ...

Hey there. “Coal burns and gives off sulfur dioxide as wells as nitrogen oxide and carbon dioxide. These gases cause acid rain and global warming.” Don't you think everyone knows ...

Hey. Is this supposed to be poetry? It reads more like an angry rant to an ex girlfriend. There isn't any poetic techniques used, it's just lines of insults, threats, ...

Hey there. I'll start with the hospital part. I don't really get why exactly the narrator decided to just read out the headline on the newspaper. From the looks of ...

Hey there. So for a story that's titled "Finding Destiny", I was expecting it to be a profound study on someone deciding to find their way in life. What I'm ...

Hey there. Is this really a creative writing piece? It lacks description, it lacks characterization, and it lacks a plot. It reads more like you are telling about a funny ...

Hey there. So let's start with your first part. I think you did an OK drop in describing the desolate playground, but I was wondering why she was reminiscing there ...

Hey there. So I don't intend to spend too long talking about this but I'll leave you with some pointers. You use a lot description...and a lot of it is ...

Hey there. Today was Sunday, church day, thought John, as he woke heavily, taking pauses between yawns. I'm quite curious to see his attitude to this. Potential for characterization. It ...