|Reviews for At My Own Pace|
| Guest chapter 1 . 6/6
| atalantea chapter 1 . 2/18
I was happy for a moment, seeing a different tone in this poem compared to your other pieces. Bubbles and sunsets seem like happy images. Until readers realize that you are portraying the idea of how temporal they are. And with stars moving at the personna's pace, it seems to say that he/she will never catch be able to catch up.
I am a sucker for sad pieces as you may know. And this has a gentle sadness that I like.