14-04-2011, 07:10 PM
Vai mersi ca mi-ai spus de noul capitol ... Stiu ca a durat cam mult, deja e a doua zi :ask::sry: .
Imi place descrierea, detaliite si dialogul care s-au zarit pe ici, pe colo.
Greseli de ortografie nu am vazut, dat fiind ca am fost asa de absorbita de "poveste".
Naratiunea e foarte, foarte, foarte, foarte, foarte ok.
Asa acum sa comentez putintel despre poveste si sa critic un mic personaj.
Alex: Mi se pare mie ori el devine personajul negativ in poveste?
E usor aiurea ce face el ... :-w
Sper sa scrii tot in stilul acesta povestea.
Scuze ca nu am scris mai devreme dar am avut si eu teze, ascultat, teste (tot setul).
Din nou felicitari si mersi ca m-ai anuntat de capitol.
Imi place descrierea, detaliite si dialogul care s-au zarit pe ici, pe colo.
Greseli de ortografie nu am vazut, dat fiind ca am fost asa de absorbita de "poveste".
Naratiunea e foarte, foarte, foarte, foarte, foarte ok.
Asa acum sa comentez putintel despre poveste si sa critic un mic personaj.
Alex: Mi se pare mie ori el devine personajul negativ in poveste?
E usor aiurea ce face el ... :-w
Sper sa scrii tot in stilul acesta povestea.
Scuze ca nu am scris mai devreme dar am avut si eu teze, ascultat, teste (tot setul).
Din nou felicitari si mersi ca m-ai anuntat de capitol.
"I'm crying inside and nobody know it but me."
„Comparisons are easily done
Once you've had a taste of perfection
Like an apple hanging from a tree
I picked the ripest one, I still got the seed…“
Child is slowly taken.
And the violence caused such silence,
Who are we mistaken?
But you see, it's not me, it's not my family.
In your head, in your head they are fighting,
With their tanks and their bombs,
And their bombs and their guns.
In your head, in your head, they are crying... "
Once you've had a taste of perfection
Like an apple hanging from a tree
I picked the ripest one, I still got the seed…“
"
"Another head hangs lowly, Child is slowly taken.
And the violence caused such silence,
Who are we mistaken?
But you see, it's not me, it's not my family.
In your head, in your head they are fighting,
With their tanks and their bombs,
And their bombs and their guns.
In your head, in your head, they are crying... "