Grief, terror, love, longing (21)
Irony mixed with tragedy (20)
A weight pushing [you] toward (51)
Over the tight blue flame (23)
[Held by] the tips of his fingers (23)
The bluish gray color of a razor blade (49)
Almost painful, a cutting sensation (48)
The immense serenity flashes against your eyeballs (36)
All lightness, bright, and fast (22)
The whole world gets rearranged (36)
Weird opium dream (105)
A sinking sensation, ears all plugged up (189)
The darkness squeezes...inside yourself (204)
Coldness inside [you] (207)
Imagination takes over (204)
Ghosts behind you...in front of you...inside you (205)
Silhouettes move...without moving (105)
The whole dark countryside c[o]mes alive (221)
Tiny sounds get heightened and distorted (205)
The night ha[s] its own voice (221)
You coil up...knuckles hard...pulse ticking in your head (205)
Too much (220)
Friday, March 20, 2009
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This was just to show how it feels to be in the war zone. How it is very different and dream-like. How war seems to be like a horror story. I thought that O'Brien had really descriptive language and so this wasn't too challenging. I just started by randomly rereading sections and found any lines that I thought were interesting and descriptive and ended up with this.
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