Oh! You told me this week of Maglor's battle prowess... thank you, this really really was excellent. Oh so many things to say... but it read like a thrilling ride with a fiery... culmination *grin*
Macalaurë turns abruptly and yells, “Gah!” jumping in Tyelkormo’s direction, and Tyelkormo yelps before he can stop himself.
LOL I can so see Tyelko jumping in the air like a deer. So cute and so natural.
My mind fumbles to comprehend: the cuts and bruises on Macalaurë’s flesh; his secret meetings with Atar—but I wonder, is it real?
Honestly when I was responding to comments from you of your previous chapters, it somehow clicked, but more clicked. Foreshadowing in previous chapters. Everything suddenly made more sense :) Poor Macalaurë, I am certain there would have been days that he hardly could walk, but somehow I can see those two practising until it is absolutely perfect.
“My son Macalaurë has an extraordinary gift: the gift of a wraith. For he can fight without his eyes, by sound and feeling alone.”
This sentence alone made me shiver and feel very cold all of a sudden. The same gift that makes him surviving throughout the ages :-/
“Your brother is something, is he not?” he asks, falling into step beside me. His voice is high and breathy with exhilaration. “He could not fight to save his life with a sword…but put a blindfold across his eyes.”
And without hesitation my mind plunges into the sewers ;) Hmmm Maglor and blindfolds...
Today, I am in love.
*sniffle*
Sword and harp—I wonder if this story is true. Grandfather Finwë is wounded on an arm hanging uselessly at his side; King Ingwë defends him, although he is also bleeding. Harp and sword….
Many many thoughts passed through my mind when I read this, instantly I had to think of Maglor and Maedhros, always fighting at each other side, even at the end (you know my LJ banner?).
Oh I can't believe that 52 chapters later (come to think of it a chapter per week), AMC is finished. So much has happened and, well we could ask you for many chapters more... but hurry up with the rest of it will ya!
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Macalaurë turns abruptly and yells, “Gah!” jumping in Tyelkormo’s direction, and Tyelkormo yelps before he can stop himself.
LOL I can so see Tyelko jumping in the air like a deer. So cute and so natural.
My mind fumbles to comprehend: the cuts and bruises on Macalaurë’s flesh; his secret meetings with Atar—but I wonder, is it real?
Honestly when I was responding to comments from you of your previous chapters, it somehow clicked, but more clicked. Foreshadowing in previous chapters. Everything suddenly made more sense :) Poor Macalaurë, I am certain there would have been days that he hardly could walk, but somehow I can see those two practising until it is absolutely perfect.
“My son Macalaurë has an extraordinary gift: the gift of a wraith. For he can fight without his eyes, by sound and feeling alone.”
This sentence alone made me shiver and feel very cold all of a sudden. The same gift that makes him surviving throughout the ages :-/
“Your brother is something, is he not?” he asks, falling into step beside me. His voice is high and breathy with exhilaration. “He could not fight to save his life with a sword…but put a blindfold across his eyes.”
And without hesitation my mind plunges into the sewers ;) Hmmm Maglor and blindfolds...
Today, I am in love.
*sniffle*
Sword and harp—I wonder if this story is true. Grandfather Finwë is wounded on an arm hanging uselessly at his side; King Ingwë defends him, although he is also bleeding. Harp and sword….
Many many thoughts passed through my mind when I read this, instantly I had to think of Maglor and Maedhros, always fighting at each other side, even at the end (you know my LJ banner?).
Oh I can't believe that 52 chapters later (come to think of it a chapter per week), AMC is finished. So much has happened and, well we could ask you for many chapters more... but hurry up with the rest of it will ya!
Thanks for this Dawn, what a ride!