Ki T______T (sounds of my heart breaking from far far away) WHERE TO START. The gyuhaoisms of this, even though they are not even the ones getting married, are so sharp. The atmosphere is incredibly tense but you manage to weave in these lines that speak to such love and warmth, despite the doom, despite the fear and loneliness. The section beginning, As long as all thirteen of them were alive at the same time and on the same planet Minghao thought they would always come home to each other somehow. ?! IT'S PERFECT.
When you first hit us with that "fifth arrondissement" and I realized this was apocalyptic PARIS of all places... AHHH. The way you slowly unroll this universe is sooooo delicious and awful. The sky is darkening, brumous, festering with the kind of despair he used to feel dunked in when they’d have to wake up in the sunless dawn in the winter for early schedules. The only thing that made those mornings bearable was his best friend asleep in the backseat next to him, smelling like something officially called cypress and amber but something Mingyu only knew as Minghao in the morning. Gosh how beautiful. There are so many visual cues here, I LOVE that we get to actually see Paris falling apart as Mingyu reflects. The way that he's physically rushing across the city feels like a convoluted vers of the hero's journey. I don't know what Melancholia is but I'm moving there ASAP if it's like this!
He thought he’d dress himself up. Go out in style. Stand up and say, Hey, my heartbreaker, my stray bird, my lost star, I choose you again. I choose you! .... I AM OUT OF MY MIND NOW THANKS! YOU'RE INCREDIBLE
Re: [FILL] Throughout heaven and earth
When you first hit us with that "fifth arrondissement" and I realized this was apocalyptic PARIS of all places... AHHH. The way you slowly unroll this universe is sooooo delicious and awful. The sky is darkening, brumous, festering with the kind of despair he used to feel dunked in when they’d have to wake up in the sunless dawn in the winter for early schedules. The only thing that made those mornings bearable was his best friend asleep in the backseat next to him, smelling like something officially called cypress and amber but something Mingyu only knew as Minghao in the morning. Gosh how beautiful. There are so many visual cues here, I LOVE that we get to actually see Paris falling apart as Mingyu reflects. The way that he's physically rushing across the city feels like a convoluted vers of the hero's journey. I don't know what Melancholia is but I'm moving there ASAP if it's like this!
He thought he’d dress himself up. Go out in style. Stand up and say, Hey, my heartbreaker, my stray bird, my lost star, I choose you again. I choose you! .... I AM OUT OF MY MIND NOW THANKS! YOU'RE INCREDIBLE