The months passed into Evie’s twenty-third year and the climate of Tortuga was changing. At first it was subtle, like the far distant scent of cannon-fire on the breeze that sometimes swept into the bay and Evie thought perhaps it were simply that she were getting older though her mirror still reflected back an altogether pleasing countenance. But
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I've been reading your fanfic Briar and the Rose since it was recommended to me by another LJ member...I don't remember who it was when I first came here to your journal. I love the way you write, girl. As you said yourself your stories are more like vignettes with detailed character personalities rather than constantly moving and changing plotlines.
" Working six weeks straight" Ouch. Yes, Evie needs a break...
Excellent job, WofT!!
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That was bloody fantastic! Gawd, I could read this all day. Sooo damn good!
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me go read
okay, my eyes are all teary now... stupid curse... and owwy poor Evie! that final kiss was just darling... and i'm very glad she gave him a verbal bitchslapping, though he really can't help how things are for him right now (sorta) but he really deserved it. lol
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I can't read it now :(
I'm ready to go to sleep to get up early and go see the dentist before going off on a long weekend.
I can assure you Monday first thing I'll read it (maybe tomorrow with breakfast even) and comment right after!
Thanks for another one mate :)
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