"Only the bodies of lovers remained behind, visible in lightning flashes, scattered like the fallen on a battlefield, a few of them moaning, waiting for the gulls to pick them clean." (pg. 459)I think what really resonated with me while reading this is just the essence of what almost was. What could have been. It seems like such an emotional piece to begin with and even as you read, you can feel the longing in the narrator. What's interesting, because we have been talking so much about dialogue and how to integrate dialogue into our pieces - there's quite a bit as you read on. In the beginning the narrator SHOWS you and as you continue to see the interaction between these two people, it becomes even more apparent.
I still wonder, re-reading now, whether the actually did or if they really didn't. And maybe that is the point? Maybe the author is just that great at describing things and making each sentence take our breath away. One after the other.
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