Johann had kept secrets from his family for too long. It was time to reveal the events that shaped his childhood, causing him to flee his mother’s house, never to return.
“I’m not ready, he thought, but I’m tired of hiding. I don’t wish to leave my house. If Astrid thinks she can save it, I will open the door to her.”
Opening doors, used more than once here, are important metaphorical devices indicating rights of passage of some kind. In casting the roles of door opening by someone old, but also someone young, you have created a vehicle, a revolving door of life, whereby we are reminded we able to learn lessons that will change us at all junctures along the road. Your combination of vulnerability and generational epiphany make this an evolution to the classic form of storytelling for the coming of age genre.
“I’m not ready, he thought, but I’m tired of hiding. I don’t wish to leave my house. If Astrid thinks she can save it, I will open the door to her.”
Opening doors, used more than once here, are important metaphorical devices indicating rights of passage of some kind. In casting the roles of door opening by someone old, but also someone young, you have created a vehicle, a revolving door of life, whereby we are reminded we able to learn lessons that will change us at all junctures along the road. Your combination of vulnerability and generational epiphany make this an evolution to the classic form of storytelling for the coming of age genre.
This is probably my favorite comment I’ve ever gotten.
Thank you SO much for the support 🤍
This chapter deepened the story a lot. I’m looking forward to the conversation between Bamoy and Astrid.