[fanfiction] The Dalemark Quartet ℘ Wider Than the World

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Title: Wider Than the World
Fandom: The Dalemark Quartet by Diana Wynne Jones
Rating: PG
Warning(s): Massive spoilers for the entire quartet plus the Guide, obviously. These should be in chronological order, but I might have messed a couple up because I didn't check too carefully. Any references to Hobin are inspired by the Yuletide fic The Last

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Before saying anything- please don't think me weird for the out-of-nowhere comment but DALEMARK FIC. There is so few of it and even smaller of a fandom and I've been voraciously devouring the series since last week and have been frantically searching for anything related to it online because ~*~feeling~*~ (!!).

"How d'you do it?" Mitt croaks, slumped miserably front-to-back in one of Cennoreth's hard wooden chairs; a week ago, Moril had been at his side, but now the only ones left are people made of nothing more than stories and myth; Cennoreth gives Mitt a long, sad look, and answers, "We don't."
SOBBING FOREVER. UGH. I didn't think that I'd feel half as strongly about this series but I did.

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Weird? Oh my god you have no idea how gleeful I get every time I get a comment to this. (Also, I strongly recommend Firerose's fic I linked above, if you haven't read it already. Which you probably have.) Come to me all Dalemark fans.

And, okay, weirdly and creepily--do I know you? I have apparently been to your journal before, because your username shows as a previously clicked link.

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I actually have. ( Which makes me feel like a creeper, but the ending just left me with such a void and I've been scrambling all over the internets last night searching for anything to do with Dalemark. )

Your Dalemark tag on your profile was what led me to you, and now I see that YOU HAVE SO MANY INTERESTS LISTED THAT ARE MY INTERESTS AS WELL- THE THIEF, FLAMING AMMET, and we even have moirae as a mutual friend! The only other place I hang out besides Livejournal is my tumblr ( ashburns ) but I'd chalk it down to sheer destiny if I were you, what with the internets being such a huge place and I personally click on any user I find interesting so.

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I think the lateness of my reply says a lot about how often I use my LJ these days...

It must be destiny, or maybe the gods just know us that well (AttoliaAttoliaAttoliaAttolia). I'm also on tumblr as linguisticisms!

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Same here, ugh. I feel bad about it, even more so when I think that lj used to be such a rowdy, fun place back then but but but it's still a great place to hang out now so.

ATTOLIA IS A GODSEND. Those books are such formative influences on my life I cannot. I'll be following you back :D