While young and confident at the outset, she is defiant to conformity ““No, thanks, friends. I can’t. I’m in a hurry”” (Buzzati) she says, not to be slowed by the distractions of others along her vertical path. Passing the top floors of wealthy charming people, she inherits a sense of pride and self-assurance from their glances. “The beautiful people, then, were interested in her and that filled her with satisfaction” (Buzzati). She is decidedly happy with her choice to be independent and free; until the ground gets closer, the sky darker, and the hour later. ““They’re waiting for me down there,” she answered, “I can’t stop. Forgive me”” (Buzzati). Passing the lower working classes she becomes much more unsure of it now as she laughs with hesitance. Encountering the many other female comets headed for the ground she feels the comparison and is uneasy. “It was a contest, then. And she only had a shabby little dress while those other girls were dresses smartly like high-fashion models…” (Buzzati). Finding her place among the others is difficult and she fixates on the idea that somewhere at the end of her journey is a place and a party just for
While young and confident at the outset, she is defiant to conformity ““No, thanks, friends. I can’t. I’m in a hurry”” (Buzzati) she says, not to be slowed by the distractions of others along her vertical path. Passing the top floors of wealthy charming people, she inherits a sense of pride and self-assurance from their glances. “The beautiful people, then, were interested in her and that filled her with satisfaction” (Buzzati). She is decidedly happy with her choice to be independent and free; until the ground gets closer, the sky darker, and the hour later. ““They’re waiting for me down there,” she answered, “I can’t stop. Forgive me”” (Buzzati). Passing the lower working classes she becomes much more unsure of it now as she laughs with hesitance. Encountering the many other female comets headed for the ground she feels the comparison and is uneasy. “It was a contest, then. And she only had a shabby little dress while those other girls were dresses smartly like high-fashion models…” (Buzzati). Finding her place among the others is difficult and she fixates on the idea that somewhere at the end of her journey is a place and a party just for