Thanks, THX, but I’m not entirely happy with parts of it and I’m going to revise it. Some of the sentences seem clunkier and more clinical than I think they should. And who do I negotiate with to have the character limit raised to 1200? Grrr…
The image of the elder’s hands in the opening vividly communicates the familial connection with an almost royal tenor. I like the words time, youth, forever, ravages, and the mature sense of this piece. Nicely done.
This is nice. Life is a circle isn’t it, youth turning to age to return back to youth again, filled with pleasure and dissatisfaction. I’m not sure if that was the meaning that you meant to portray but this story is amazing.