“I am Janet,” she said, “and that’s all you’ll have from me - no true name by which to bind me. But I know you, so there’s no use in hiding - Young Tam-Lin, eater of souls, sorcerer-lord.” She set her stinging hands against her hips and added, “You’re not what I expected.”
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This is a lovely piece and is beautiful written. ♥ I can't wait to read more!
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Why are you awesome and brilliant and lovely?
I remember when you posted fragments of this on your LJ; I loved those then and I love this now. I would like to be all coherent and tell you exactly what I loved and why, but perhaps it would need to sit for a while, for me to be able to do that. For now I'll just say that I fell into this and was very glad to stay. Oh--and that I love how Janet is so aware of how stories are supposed to go, and how they are supposed to contain Bravery and Daring and Frightening Things, and how disgruntled and disappointed she is that this one doesn't seem to.
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