Howw did you write this, woman? The descriptions of the real!battlefield and the relationship Lyra had with her mother slowly falling out was amazing. And then you introduce Ethan and Silver which came off as happy and hopeful for both Lyra and the reader, only to TEAR THEM MERCILESSLY AWAY FROM HER BY THE END. HNGGGG HNGGGGGG /explodes
I loved the image of Silver fighting tears and cursing and trying to stop blood from pouring. Oh god, that is a powerful image right there, it really has an impact, because we don't see Silver like that in such a context and it was beautiful in portraying how much he treasured Ethan, enough to 'taunt death'. Arghhh, you're killing me with this fic, really. One small typo in the line ' talked to your mother, Ethan tells her one day, and Lyra realizes it’s been weeks since she’s head from her mother.' though.
The role of pokemon here was very unique too, and the way the army worked. It was horrible and dark, but simply because of that, it comes off as so incredibly believable, even the little heroic death Lyra has there in the end in all its dramatic climax (or crescendo) is wonderfully powerful in its own way. But actually I was thinking more like 'OH SILVER ;; YOU'RE GOING TO BE ALONE, DON'T EMOOOO'
Though seriously, 'oh my god what is this this is sheer awesome right here' was what I was thinking by the last line before the waterworks started. I must train my endurance for the next part, this fic affects me so.
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Howw did you write this, woman? The descriptions of the real!battlefield and the relationship Lyra had with her mother slowly falling out was amazing. And then you introduce Ethan and Silver which came off as happy and hopeful for both Lyra and the reader, only to TEAR THEM MERCILESSLY AWAY FROM HER BY THE END. HNGGGG HNGGGGGG /explodes
I loved the image of Silver fighting tears and cursing and trying to stop blood from pouring. Oh god, that is a powerful image right there, it really has an impact, because we don't see Silver like that in such a context and it was beautiful in portraying how much he treasured Ethan, enough to 'taunt death'. Arghhh, you're killing me with this fic, really. One small typo in the line ' talked to your mother, Ethan tells her one day, and Lyra realizes it’s been weeks since she’s head from her mother.' though.
The role of pokemon here was very unique too, and the way the army worked. It was horrible and dark, but simply because of that, it comes off as so incredibly believable, even the little heroic death Lyra has there in the end in all its dramatic climax (or crescendo) is wonderfully powerful in its own way. But actually I was thinking more like 'OH SILVER ;; YOU'RE GOING TO BE ALONE, DON'T EMOOOO'
Though seriously, 'oh my god what is this this is sheer awesome right here' was what I was thinking by the last line before the waterworks started. I must train my endurance for the next part, this fic affects me so.