witchcraft / casual practitioner

by silverhanded

Published December 29, 2015

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ErikaHale
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ErikaHale wrote a review Review · Jan 20, 2016

A very interesting piece. Rich, powerful and abstract, like the rest of your work. I think it's an intriguing concept, and I love how the characters have such human qualities to them, especially the girl. When she starts to draw patterns in the water with her toes, that simple action says a lot about her feelings.
In conclusion, I'm in love with your work and I can't wait to read your next masterpiece.

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Dracula
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Dracula wrote a review Review · Dec 30, 2015

Well, I like the formatting very much! The ghost seems like a feisty character, the witch seems unwanted as if they can't get rid of her, and the girl seems hopeful but scared. Am I right with those descriptions? I have to admit that I'm a little confused as to what's happening, but that's probably what you wanted to happen. I read over and over, and thought that maybe the girl wanted to escape from the ghost and the witch, and planting the quartz would keep her safe? Perhaps you could add one more paragraph at the end, and tell us what the planted quartz grows into, because that's what I would really like to know!

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dark
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dark wrote a review Review · Dec 30, 2015

Hmm, this is a rather… Different poem to say the least. The first thing I noticed was the lack of punctuation or capitalization in most places, but I get the feeling that it was intended. I can't tell you if these stanzas have any real meaning, or are just a bunch of words lumped together… I'd like to believe it's the former, though.

Either way, I hope you can elaborate on this in the future, maybe explain these mysterious characters, in a way where it doesn't to change your style very much. I understand a mere concept is usually abstract, but this is bit too much so. Or maybe I just don't have the right eyes…

~The dark one.



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