I think it is mostly the dialogue within the story that I found atrocious. And that was a good portion of the story. The way the dialogue was written I just found a bit obnoxious at times. For the passages and the imagery, and such, and the part of the story that was not dialogue I did rather enjoy within this story.
And I did not hate all the chars. Just Mr. Coutts, and well Laura was annoying, but Winni I actually find quite interesting.
So I thought I would post some parts of the story I actually did like :D :
And don't worry I won't go far ahead, I will keep it close to the beginning.
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The day was dying out. One by one the arc lamps fluttered or leaped alight, the strand of copper overhead glistened against the dark sky that now was deepening to the colour of monkshood. The tram-car dipped as it ran, seeming to exult. As it came clear of the houses, the young man, looking west, saw the evening star advance, a bright thing approaching from a long way off, as if it had been bathing in the surf of daylight, and now was walking shorewards to the night. He greeted the naked star with a bow of his head, his heart surging as the car leaped.
I really enjoyed this passage. I thought it was beautifully written, and I loved the imagery it produced.
I particularly like the last lines:
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a bright thing approaching from a long way off, as if it had been bathing in the surf of daylight, and now was walking shorewards to the night.
And I loved the "naked star"
This also made me think of Two Bluebirds in a way. As it spoke of him "looking to the west" and than later on he begins to thank of his wife whom is back in the north. It is sort of the reverse of the scene with the wife in Two Blue Birds.
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Above the coloruring of the afterglow the blade of the new moon hung sharp and keen. Something recoiled in him.
"It is like a knife to be used in a sacrifice," he said to himself. Then, secretly: "I wonder for whom"
I loved these lines, and found it interesting the way in which it is depicted as a new moon because the importance that phase of the moon plays in witchcraft.
I find the question of who the sacrificial victim is to be intriguing.
At first the obvious answer seemed to me to be Connie, but in further reading the story, in some regards I think it could also be either him or perhaps Winifred in a way.
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Soon the car was running full-tilt from the shadow to the fume of yellow light at the terminu, where shope on shop and lamp beyond lamp heaped golden fire on the floor of the blue night. The car, like an eager dog, ran home, sniffing with pleasure the fume of light.
I just loved this.
