I should have known by the gnarled roots of the trees that clawed at the dirt of the path, dragging it towards their skeletal frames plated in sliver bark #FF0000 ">Silver bark? . I should have known by that humming in the air, like something—some multitude of beings—swarming beneath ground, low in my ears as though I were #FF0000 ">Note when using "were", "were" can be used as a subjunctive of "to be", so if you want to know whether you need to use "were" or "was" try adding a "to be after the "were". In this case "were" should be "was" being dragged down by the pressure of the sound. I should have known by the tightness in my chest as the air in this forest grew thin in the evening, like the sun was taking the atmosphere with it. I should have known that this was not a shortcut. #FF0000 ">I don’t know if the repetition of I is for immersion, but it becomes a bit distracting after a while and that eats away at the immersion a bit. If it’s for artistic effect then ignore what I said or try to construct the sentences in a way that negates the need for the “I”. Like in my personal opinion the last sentence would’ve worked fine as only “This was no (not a) shortcut.”
The snap of a branch behind me, pulls my hand to the hilt of my sword; my ear tilts upward, and every muscle in my body braces for the impact of some creature, but as I keep my way down the path, nothing comes of the sound. I’ve walked so far through the woods, far enough that I can no longer see the sign post at the entrance, but though my feet and my dry throat ache for #FF0000 ">a break, I keep walking. Quite simply: I refuse to stop in the forest, and I’ve come too far to go #FF0000 ">this implies that it is possible to get out but she has come too far that he would be willing to leave, if you used “get” instead that would imply that he was unable to get out back out.
The deeper the forest goes, the more the trees curl into each other, up past their trunks in some places. Their limbs clutch each other, grasping like gladiators in the heat of battle, wrestling each other to the ground, away from the sun. Few trees thrive here, though, there is virtually a wall of branches on either side of the road. The trees have few leaves and they’re short, only rising above my head when they’re perched on top of a pile of limbs. The trees don’t care to grow tall and healthy in the heart of the forest, they just care that the other’s #FF0000 ">without the hyphen: “others” live constantly on the cusp of death.
“This is not my first time,” I tell myself, but I’m ashamed to say that a tear rolled down my face as I thought it #FF0000 ">Here you’re shifting tenses from present to past within a sentence. “I am a capable woman. I can fight a monster if I have to.”
And then another version of my thoughts slipped in: “You barely fought off the last one.”
“No, nonsense,” I corrected myself. “I am the Ambassador of the Crown. I cannot fail.”
“And yet,” that insolent part of me continues, “You will.” #FF0000 ">You keep changing tenses.
no longer tell which sounds are important enough to pay attention to, so I’m forced to take head #FF0000 ">"take heed" of all of them until I can’t hear anything but the throbbing. The dry smell of the dirt, the tightness in my chest, the salty taste of my saliva #FF0000 ">salty saliva? why is the saliva salty , and even the feeling of impact as my legs hit the ground, all of these feelings are expelled by the insistence of the sound. The light of my torch dims, so much so that I have to put my hand into the flames to tell if it’s #FF0000 ">"to confirm that it’s" still lit.
#228B22 ">These are a few corrections and suggestions that I hope are helpful. This is good work and I hope you continue on polishing your skills as an author.
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