Tonight’s reading log: a short story called Cactus by soldieron (algebra > geometry) aka Kna.
It’s always exciting to see a new piece from Kna. This time, less action, less “happy,” and more — bittersweet whimsy. My heart’s still recovering from the fic’s ending. Not to say that it’s 100% sad, but just to say that Kna has a way of making you feel so invested in her characters and their lives — what they say and do, and just as importantly, what they choose to not say and do.
A must-read, particularly for those who enjoyed the storylines and creative colors/tone/fragrance of 5 Centimeters Per Second and The Girl Who Leapt Through Time.
I fell in love.
There was a boy a year older than me, and he was everything I could ever want to know. His words were quiet, but his body language deafening. I first saw him outside the school gates, lingering with a sheet of paper in his hand. A breeze picked up, the paper flew away, and the back of my head caught it.
“Yours?” I asked as I handed it to him. He nodded unsmilingly.
“Thank you,” he murmured. He glanced down at the sheet. I turned away, determined to make it to the vintage boutique before it closed.
Then the sheet was flying through the air again. I could have been bothered. I could have been upset that I had returned him the sheet only for him to lose it again. But when I saw the small look on his face as his eyes traced the skyline, I realized that he was setting it free…