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I'm reading a fic right now that, good Merlin, it's making me laugh and just be altogether amazed at this writer's wit. A particularly favourite line,
She looked at Harry with the eye of a bitterly displeased haddock on a particularly cold slab at the fishmonger's.
It's so good. Man, I'm only about halfway through, but this whole thing is amazing, and witty, and so funny, and the writing is exquisite - really, perfect, eloquent and hard hitting, and unique -
Such a perfect story.
Sir Roger de Coverley: a Christmas Oratorio: for Trebles, Basso, Tenor, Far Too Many Altos and Sopranos, and Chorus
Happy Sunday! (one week till Christmas and it's finally snowed a bit here)
She looked at Harry with the eye of a bitterly displeased haddock on a particularly cold slab at the fishmonger's.
It's so good. Man, I'm only about halfway through, but this whole thing is amazing, and witty, and so funny, and the writing is exquisite - really, perfect, eloquent and hard hitting, and unique -
Such a perfect story.
Sir Roger de Coverley: a Christmas Oratorio: for Trebles, Basso, Tenor, Far Too Many Altos and Sopranos, and Chorus
Happy Sunday! (one week till Christmas and it's finally snowed a bit here)