I was writing a totally srs business longer story, and I still am writing it, but I broke off on Thursday to write this after it arrived in my mind fully-formed in the dentist's chair. I should floss more.
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I think I like this best of all your things that I have read. Would it be ok if i put it on my Kindle, to return to sometimes? Somehow the daemons and Mash seem to just go together.
I have never written any Pullman fanfic, but now I am wondering about a WWI, story.
Oh my gosh, this is marvelous -- so sensitive and delicate. I love the daemon's you've selected for the characters, and I love the play of ideas, and the final image of Hawkeye and Halle. That line, that all is takes is time, and distance, and the endurance of pain is so lovely. It's how human beings are made, too, I think.
I love all your m*a*s*h fic (as much as I love m*a*s*h, which is all consumingly), but this is just beautiful and the fusion works suprisingly well. That last scene with the dust and Hawkeye.
Oh. Oh. This is so perfectly MASH, even though it's a fusion; the way the daemons fit and everyone's reactions and how war changes that bit of people's selves, that tie. My heart broke for Evans, and how I love that Margaret cries when he dies when earlier she was talking about how men have told her she's too cold.
Your characterization is spot-on. The whole thing is. It's gorgeous.
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I have never written any Pullman fanfic, but now I am wondering about a WWI, story.
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Your characterization is spot-on. The whole thing is. It's gorgeous.
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