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crunden's review
4.0
“Bury me where this arrow falls.” And he let the arrow fly with a loud whoosh of air torn by string and wood, and the arrow blurred high up into the blackness. If Big Uncle had told me then that he had hit the eye of the moon, I would have believed him.
This is quite an evocative short story published in the New Yorker. You can read it here.
A young boy, Insu, goes to visit his uncle, who lives in a cave in the forest. When Insu's friend Yongsu leaves, Insu spends the night with Big Uncle and listens to his stories. Fenkl has a wonderful way with words and the imagery is brilliant. Definitely recommend.
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This is quite an evocative short story published in the New Yorker. You can read it here.
A young boy, Insu, goes to visit his uncle, who lives in a cave in the forest. When Insu's friend Yongsu leaves, Insu spends the night with Big Uncle and listens to his stories. Fenkl has a wonderful way with words and the imagery is brilliant. Definitely recommend.
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