Last Line of your Major Work? (2 Viewers)

[emdrinan]

"There were so many doors which I might choose to open or close, and when one closed, another opened."

ahahaha so cliche i know-- but yeah...

 

[daniel592]

'The image of the flame burnt into my dreams.'

But it's not the real end, if that makes sense (you'd have to get context to understand i suspect), but the prologue is the end of the epilogue.

'Sure, the only thing I had left was the rest of my life.'

So i've got two

 

[TheQueenOfLeon]

A quote:

Living to live in a world of time beyond me; let me
Resign my life for this life, my speech for that unspoken,
The awakened, lips parted, the hope, the new ships.
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Best find all extension 2. Fits the story perfectly so I had to get it in.

 

[Be hope]

Last line?

And all that is left is life
And a handprint in the dust

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[cucum3rs]

yes, i just leave.

 

[Hysterik]

I do realise this thread is a year old but couldn't resist starting it up again:

"I carry them with me, wherever I go."

I love my last line.

 

[emo-kid-91]

I do realise this thread is a year old but couldn't resist starting it up again.

haha, awesome.

"She made a difference."

booyah. optimistic ending, yo. we don't get enough of those in stories nowadays. should make mine stand out, let's hope.

 

[Ivorytw]

"For colour is all in all a far too familiar placebo"

 

[kevinx2]

"The End"


nah i'm joking

 

[Zephyrio]

"They are free."

 

[lucidassembly]

'Everything turned to dust.'

God bless nihilism

 

[snowconesyum]

It doesn't matter who it is from, only that it is from; this piece is enough.



yay i like it happy end haha

 

[marcquelle]

"For colour is all in all a far too familiar placebo"

love that it so cool and intriguing i want to read it now.

 

[exarkun]

"She glances at her watch: seven–eighteen, bringing back a fleeting memory incipit possibly to another distortion in time."

 

[bwong]

'We are all plain pieces of paper trying to fold our way through life.'

 

[kthxbambi]

[FONT=&quot]'Freshly printed papers flutter, warm, around the room as Jonathan opens his twentieth-storey window and raises a silent toast to Apple Blossom.' [/FONT]​

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[Debbo]

I'm doing a Critical Response, but here's my line anyway...

"To hold such a creature in our arms? Who, you ask me, would be so mad? Well...?"

 

[Chibios]

'He will always be watching her.'

 

[melonkitten]

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--~FIN~--


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[lorikeet]

It's actually a critical piece, not a story:


"Exposing ourselves to a range of frames is as much a part of understanding our own reading as it is of understanding those of others; as we displace ourselves to be positioned into the perspective of another, we are simultaneously set free to look back and examine our own line of sight – an action we would be well to apply to more than just the reading of literature."

It's long, but technically a sentence