I just read the best story today by Arletta

It was a brilliantly written piece by Lightsmith Full of a supreme elegance, not of characters, but of tailoring words to suit the mind’s eyes, and show the reader, by subtle design, what is glaringly obvious by the end of the short work of near magic.

It is the sort of story that when it is read, it inspires nostalgia for one’s youth, for a time before one even existed, for what one should never ever long for. Simply brilliant.

I cannot comment under it, however, because it is not posted here, so consider this journal entry my comment.