I... I truly don't have words to describe how much I love this fic. The journey it kind of felt like I took, it was beautiful, and peaceful, and sweet, and heartbreaking and just so many things I loved it. The music the wonderful images you have left in my mind ( England's spring cleaning with Queen, Chopin, The Rolling Stones, Mozart and everyone else mentioned. is one that is just lovely, and then France coming in) And just so many other wonderful ones there. I am so glad I went with the whim I had to read this (especially since I am awful with names and it took one chapter of reading and wondering could this be... until I checked to see if you were the same author of the lovely Sign a New Agreement with Itunes fic) and I have to say again you've made me fall in love with FrUK (even though i haven't stopped loving them, this fic made me feel like I was doing so again)
Also it seems I lack even a proper icon to express how much I've loved reading this, and as odd as it sounds how much I wish I was able to curl myself around this fic and hug it... weird as it sounds. Yeah.
Oh gosh, thank you so much. Okay, so it's a gorgeous comment, and I'm pretty much blushing as much as your icon rn, so, um - oh, thank you. Just. Thanks. :'D
Also it seems I lack even a proper icon to express how much I've loved reading this, and as odd as it sounds how much I wish I was able to curl myself around this fic and hug it... weird as it sounds. Yeah.
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Oh gosh, thank you so much. Okay, so it's a gorgeous comment, and I'm pretty much blushing as much as your icon rn, so, um - oh, thank you. Just. Thanks. :'D
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