This is the first paragraph of a short story i'm writing, and I don't feel that my friends and family give me honest feedback:
The black pines loomed silently over the glade they surrounded, casting long shadows that whispered to one another and shivered in the wind. The brook maundered confusedly to the whispering grasses along its edge, as a gust of wind across its surface hissed and flew along the hard ground to slam clattering stones together. Two motionless shadows, darker than the rest, stood beneath the blackened and twisted limbs of a tree on the far side of the field. The taller shadow glided along the ground and onto the path that gleamed in the moonlight. The other shadow shook itself and hesitantly followed. They swept along the moonlit path, making no sound amid the clacking of branches and eerie sounds of the night.
Thank you for your time and advice!
2007-02-01
10:15:35
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