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Connie · 08-23-2010, 03:03 AM

Hello Maxie. This is the forth time today that I've tried to comment. Each time I start I only get to say how much I love this chapter, and I have to do something, causeing me to not get to finish my comment. This time I'm going to wait till I'm done to tell you I love this chapter.

I was sooooo excited when I started reading this! I loved the dream Ginny had when the great Aunt aparrated them to her mansion. I've been so anxious to find out more about Guinevere, and, Al Keith. Last we knew she was grabbed from behind, and familiar hands slit her throat, and then stabbed her. Now we get to read more! I'm so wanting more! This is my favorite part of the story so far!

I agree with, princess of *hp*

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Ooh, I like this old-world, elfin era feel. It reminds me of Lord of the Rings.

The feel is the same, but the story is a tragedy like Shakespear's, 'Romeo and Juliet.' (So far anyway) Only much better. I'm not dissing him, but, I can understand your writing much better.

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“I understand,” she said slowly. “I will talk to my parents, and my good friend Atara. They shall understand, I am sure, Al Keith – I think, too that they have, within their hearts, seen our union arrive. They know me, Al Keith!”

I'm afraid her dear friend Atara, is not the friend she thinks she is. Such a tragedy to trust someone so much, and find betrayal for your troubles.

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Under the cloak of winter time, he kissed her, and Guinevere laughed and placed her arms around him. They were happy in each other’s company, content to face troubles if that was, indeed, the only way to be together, in honour; and it seemed to them that, if they persisted, no man or woman, no elf-lord or elf-lady, could prevent their happiness, tilt their basket of quiet joys, crush their dreams.

Time would prove them wrong.

Maxie, you see, not even Shakespear could've written this any better. It's so sad, but beautiful, so much so that you must have hope for their love to survive.

OK, it's safe for me to say this now. I love this chapter! You are so talented! Please post as soon as you can. Of course school, and all your duties, and your family come first. Much love to you Maxie.

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Connie Puffskein Join Date: Aug 2009 Location: Florida Posts: 1,415 Hogwarts RPG Name: Janet Lynn Gordon Fifth Year	Werecats are people too! Reader of Fan Fictions Hello Maxie. This is the forth time today that I've tried to comment. Each time I start I only get to say how much I love this chapter, and I have to do something, causeing me to not get to finish my comment. This time I'm going to wait till I'm done to tell you I love this chapter. I was sooooo excited when I started reading this! I loved the dream Ginny had when the great Aunt aparrated them to her mansion. I've been so anxious to find out more about Guinevere, and, Al Keith. Last we knew she was grabbed from behind, and familiar hands slit her throat, and then stabbed her. Now we get to read more! I'm so wanting more! This is my favorite part of the story so far! I agree with, princess of hp Quote: Ooh, I like this old-world, elfin era feel. It reminds me of Lord of the Rings. The feel is the same, but the story is a tragedy like Shakespear's, 'Romeo and Juliet.' (So far anyway) Only much better. I'm not dissing him, but, I can understand your writing much better. Quote: “I understand,” she said slowly. “I will talk to my parents, and my good friend Atara. They shall understand, I am sure, Al Keith – I think, too that they have, within their hearts, seen our union arrive. They know me, Al Keith!” I'm afraid her dear friend Atara, is not the friend she thinks she is. Such a tragedy to trust someone so much, and find betrayal for your troubles. Quote: Under the cloak of winter time, he kissed her, and Guinevere laughed and placed her arms around him. They were happy in each other’s company, content to face troubles if that was, indeed, the only way to be together, in honour; and it seemed to them that, if they persisted, no man or woman, no elf-lord or elf-lady, could prevent their happiness, tilt their basket of quiet joys, crush their dreams. Time would prove them wrong. Maxie, you see, not even Shakespear could've written this any better. It's so sad, but beautiful, so much so that you must have hope for their love to survive. OK, it's safe for me to say this now. I love this chapter! You are so talented! Please post as soon as you can. Of course school, and all your duties, and your family come first. Much love to you Maxie.