This is such a sad story. I feel so sorry for Maedor. He finally understands -- just a little bit too late. Thank you so much for sharing this.
Author's Response: Thank you! As I said, I was initially tempted to be soppy and have a happy ending. However, it just did not seem to fit. I am glad you enjoyed it.
So beautiful, and so sad. Poor Maedor - to gain an insight into his lover's actions, only to discover he is too late. Somehow this tale sums up the tragedy of the Greenwood in a single snapshot.
Author's Response: I'm glad you liked it, my friend. It was a sudden mood that took me at the hairdressers! Luckily I had my Ipad on me and this is the result. I agree with you - this really does exemplify the feeling of futility the woodelves would have felt at times, at least in this universe.
Oh, what a sad little tale... To finally come to understand his lover and his worth only to be too late! It was beautiful however. Thank you.
Author's Response: I am genuinely glad that you enjoyed it. Perhaps it will inspire you later on to one of your own works of art!
Thank you! I am all a-squee at having this dedicated to me.
Especially as it is a beautiful piece of writing; particularly as Maedor begins to realise that he has been looking at everything backwards. And the end is perfect in its inevitability - a happier ending would not have worked anywhere near as well.
Author's Response: a-squee? a-squee you say? Tehee, nice word! I am glad you enjoyed the tale and I do agree, a happy ending would not have worked at all!
Ah, Alpha...too sad. Made me cry- how, on that cusp of understnading, could you let this happen. That moment he eased through the wall of his own blindness or obstinacy/ selfishness was wonderfully imagined- and into the world as Beldir saw it. Only to have it snatched away.
Legolas is wonderfully written here- low key, wounded, in mourning himself but able to see Maedor's bereavement before he does.
(And I am so glad you are writing for two of our most generous writers- as you say!)
Author's Response: It was not my original idea to be so cruel - it simply slipped out, the need to be tragic suddenly taking over my initial idea of a happy, enlightened elf, soon to be reunited with his lover. I am glad you enjoyed the wall, and am also glad you enjoyed Legolas' somewhat atypical role, and if I did, indeed, make you cry, then I am honoured to have inspired such feeling in such a great author.
I thought this was the awakening of some-one who was not a warrior, and could not understand the sacrifice of those who fought for the Greenwood.
It was a lovely piece of imagery, Alpha,
He had stepped through the stone wall of self, and into the light of understanding. No longer trapped inside his own subjective world, but in the world of everyone, where suddenly, everything made such simple sense.
But although it was that, it seems that he knew in his soul, and that this was two awakenings, to all and to the grief that comes with it.
I am very honoured you would dedicate this lovely, sorrowful fic, Alpha.
Author's Response: You are absolutely spot on. It is, indeed, two awakenings: one into understanding and, perhaps, maturity, and the other - to grief that inexorably seems to come with wisdom. I am so glad you enjoyed the imagery and that this story, in some way, merits your kind words.