Get to the point.
But the sky and the sea and the sun are so radiant, and you won't...won't experience the setting where these things happen.
I see them every day. I've seen them in every season and shade you can look up to describe their uniqueness.
Oh, but don't you know God is in the details? How can you relate to the characters if you don't know which one hates the smell of grass clippings after a sprightly spring rain?
No one likes that smell. I'm perceptive; let me make my own inferences.
But you'll get them wrong. You'll misinterpret the imagery unless I give you subtle foreshadowing. A black cat skulking in the shadows; a white flower floating in the gutter. How can it walk without legs to carry it?
I don't want a story that's going to walk out on me. Stick to the story and spare me the details.
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1 week and we get to hang out!
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