[Title] Burning Anecdote.
[Pairing] Die/Kaoru
[Genre/Type] AU (dystopia)/Drama/Romance
[Rating] NC-17
[Warnings] References to sex and death, non-descriptive genocide, language, totalitarianism (if this is even a warning but I'm playing it safe)
[Summary] We are the free. But they, you see, they're prisoners.
[Author's Notes] For the
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My mind is blown away.
This was...truly something unbelievable.
I'll come back later when my brain processes what I just read.
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I've already read some other stories you've written and I enjoy the way you write a lot.
I like the world you put them in, it's so interesting, the balance of the opposing fractions, the motives and so on.
The way you portrayed them was intriguing. Die being naive and stubborn, Kaoru being very passionate and rebellious. The more interesting was it that something tangible held them together, Die being the only person Kaoru would obey to.
The ending was perfectly fitting for a story like this, saddening with the hint that his death might have actually changed something.
Maybe it was a bit short or it was hard to keep track on how much time had actually passed between the chapters, but overall it's really good work :)
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Except that I added it to the archive!
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I had to read it twice, and I'll probably read it again.
It's so...strange, beautiful, strong and sad. The roles and the personalities you gave them, so believeable. I really liked it.
Still really impressed O__O
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Risky journey you have taken here, my dear fellow. Interesting journey nevertheless. You managed to bring a story this fandom haven't had before.
A couple of unspoken words, a request, an "okay", and all was silent until Die had to remove himself from Kaoru's iron grasp and move on to the next assignment. And he was even...almost reluctant.
I fucking LOVED this part. This insertion brings some refreshing style and novelty. I haven't bumped into something like this in quite a while and I kinda forgot about it *laughs* Awesome, dude. Using mute frames is all sorts of beautiful and perfection. It adds up and makes everything more vivid.
He saw the lines of men, women, and even children, marching along the podium, with some of Die's fellow commanders following close behind, their guns poised, ready to shoot any offenders or escapees. At several points along the podium, the ones in front would stop, and the officers would place the ( ... )
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