Teddy, you are a master of words and write the most beautiful turns of phrase as metaphors for such deeply felt emotions and needs of the heart:
•It felt glorious, and caught in the amber of his intense, focused concentration. Hermione understood he was not taking from her. He was giving her the chance to emerge from that dark chrysalis into something she was supposed to be, if only she could see it for what it was.
•Hermione felt an incredible, unfamiliar ache bloom deep in her core, then spread over her body, filling in all the answers to her questions.
•He was pale and lean, and had his own scars. So vulnerable, so beautiful, like portraits of saints and martyrs are beautiful. Hermione looked down at him, and realised what a disservice she had done him, how selfish and stingy she had been.
As I read this story, I reread portions of it for the sheer pleasure of enjoying each turn of phrase, and thanking my lucky stars and you that you write such enchanting stories.
Many hugs to you (and stgulik) for creating these petits chefs-d'œuvre. I loved every single word.
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Date: 2015-02-21 09:59 pm (UTC)•It felt glorious, and caught in the amber of his intense, focused concentration. Hermione understood he was not taking from her. He was giving her the chance to emerge from that dark chrysalis into something she was supposed to be, if only she could see it for what it was.
•Hermione felt an incredible, unfamiliar ache bloom deep in her core, then spread over her body, filling in all the answers to her questions.
•He was pale and lean, and had his own scars. So vulnerable, so beautiful, like portraits of saints and martyrs are beautiful. Hermione looked down at him, and realised what a disservice she had done him, how selfish and stingy she had been.
As I read this story, I reread portions of it for the sheer pleasure of enjoying each turn of phrase, and thanking my lucky stars and you that you write such enchanting stories.
Many hugs to you (and