Talk:Everything Dies/@comment-7706473-20130911203438

Do you have a favorite story about summer?..

Most people, I think, find summer a nostalgic time. One where birds drift along the heat haze reflected off concrete. Recollecting such memories seems to bring up less pleasant ones unbidden, and the opening - a father leaving to the horrified reaction of only one family member - is an excellent cold opening.

Despite the fact that Parasect is one of my favorite pokemon (which probably makes me a horrible person, but I'd gladly adopt such a fellow passenger willingly!) the way the horror is depicted as something unavoidable and inevitable - that the little Paras' have to expect and understand, is a delightful kind of horror, the kind that happens in the daytime. Most of us know at some level our own mortality, but...

The last paragraph was incredibly enjoyable, and the final sentance darkly humorous; but my favorite portion has to be when our narrator encounters a fully-blossomed member of the family. Woodbine, for a more unshakeable kind of fraternity.

And now, I think I'll go drink some tea and contemplate the natural beauty of N. Fowleri!