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Post by Review Admin on Aug 27, 2005 14:02:40 GMT -5
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Elbereth
Ranger
 
~The light of Il?vatar lives still in her face.~
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Post by Elbereth on Sept 1, 2005 1:49:08 GMT -5
Mon Dieu, Elwen! That is so sad!! Gorgeous writing and lovely portrayal, but so unbelievably sad...
I love your line on "there were no words befitting a father's sundering from his child... when the choice was her own" or whatever that line was.
That and the "she laid her hands upon the bark, feeling the life within it as she tried to find the words to describe her own".
Your description is so wonderfully done and I could see that vale aas it all played out. The words about the "gift" are so, so true, in my perspective. Wonderfully done!
~ Elbereth
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Lady Adara
Dwarf

.:~:. Adara's Rose .:~:.
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Post by Lady Adara on Sept 1, 2005 18:30:13 GMT -5
*sighs* Wow... You made me cry with this one, and that never happens... I agree with what Elbereth said and her quotes, and I love this one: "And in the hills of Rohan, far from their home in the North, father and daughter were drawn together in their final meeting before the parting that would live eternally, and there came the bittersweet realization that what is loved and lost is never gone; ‘tis merely fading through the glen, awaiting a final destination of the heart." That is so well-written. Long, but well-written. The idiom you write with flows so nicely under your hand - I don't know why; it just does. *sigh* Very nice work.  ~ Adara
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