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julietveiled September 20 2007, 01:33:30 UTC
ajf; aejteajt;j a;et GUINEVERE makes me want to sing Camelot all of a sudden, um.

(rite, rite, sirius bizness)

All right. Again, along with the CURSE YOUR SUDDEN BUT INEVITABLE BETRAYAL-style shadow that hangs over everything, no matter how silly or light it may try to be, written in this world, I love that every individual is like this perfect model of a particular kind of human. I don't mean archetypes, because that implies that they're stock and 2-dimensional and flat and cardboard, which they aren't, but that they're all so very specifically, peculiarly, recognizably, almost predictably (but more inevitably) human, flawed and mortal and broken and trying. Which gives them such wonderful, dynamic relationships and contrasts between this and that, and her and him, and all of this kind of thing. The line between one queen and another, or the spark between a pair of brothers, or whatever, and all coloured by the code of chivalry, and idealism and heroism and all this sort of grand, inhuman stuff that they're all about to BREAK ( ... )

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moth2fic September 20 2007, 09:04:08 UTC
Happy Birthday - and thank you for having a birthday that made mharific write such a lovely drabble!

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