MSim
I am a young adult (see: not YA writer) seeking to stake a claim in the creative writing world. Thanks for checking me out!
Condemnation is a joyful sound, like violin and gorgeous choirs and grandiose organs. Organs, brass and burnished and red and dripping.
It's beautiful, hot as blood.
Rejection is a holy sound, like trumpets and piano keys ringing.
Harps, golden strings are crumbling.
It’s wretched, cold as underworlds.