What a nice story! So well done, Isabeau. I love it!

Beautiful! Touched my heart to witness how they all came together to help each other with a terrible grief. Also makes me want to read more of Nimrien's story. :)

Very well done. I know, I have been there.

Beautiful story giving some much needed insight into Imrahil's family. I love how you make each of his children so different and the obvious bonds between them and Faramir are a lovely touch. I especially love Amrothos and his relationship with his older cousin - I'd love to read a story focusing on those two some day. Hint hint.

Aww! This is a beautifully done story about some very overlooked characters. Awesome work.

Simply beautiful story, with well-handled emotions and great interaction between characters! I especially loved Boromir's scheming...

Wow. Lovely. And you're right: Angst and cuteness occupy this story in quite an odd proximity, but a good one to be sure. Loved it and I will be reading it again and again you can be certain.

God bless,

Sara

Ai, what a sad little fic. Well done.

I've read this piece several times now, and I still like it just as much every time. I love the depth of your characters and the personalities you gave them, and the very real way you deal with their grief. The small touches of humor amid the sadness are just brilliant. I loved your description of the boys as a bevy of black swans, then crows - what a great image - it was so clear! You write so well - thank you for sharing your stories with the rest of us. Don't stop!

That was really emotional, I liked it alot. I guess Im going to try to get back to sleep now..
Night

"Oho! The GOOD brandy?..."

This story is simply beautiful. It just tugs at the heart-strings.

I like how you've given each of Imrahil's sons a distinct, well-developed personality, and how they each comfort their father in a different way. Little Lothiriel was my favourite. I thought it was simply beautiful when Imrahil wrapped her in her mother's shawl. The grasshopper metaphor was simply ingenious, as was Faramir's explanation of 'heaven' to his younger cousin. Then, Boromir manipulating Denethor to allow Faramir to remain in Dol Amroth was brillant.

The final image was my favourite: Imrahil lying in bed, with all of children surrounding him.

A wonderful story!

As always, beautifully written with substantial characters who are capable of surprising us. Boromir was especially well done, the combination of clutching a bottle while doing the best thing that could be done was wonderful.

I have to admit, I've read your stories for some time now and never reviewed, or said a word. What is one more little review in a deluge of them? :) However, with this one I just have to say...

You are so talented with characterization and bringing the reader to the full use of senses! I get lost in reading your stories, and I love that. I rarely find anything to nit or pick, and always have a great deal to smile at, and think about.

Then there's Elrohir... ;) Love that elf.

I'm really enjoying your oh-so-serious take on Glorfindel as well. Hope to see more of him.

Please, keep writing and sharing. I'll keep reading and enjoying.

Very realistic - your characters balance the continuation of life with sorrow, alternating between the ordinary - sibling rivalry, the army - and the horror of losing a mother or wife. In a way they had lost her a long time ago - they are dealing now with the loss of hope.

I especially liked the detail of her mother's smell on the shawl wrapped around Lothiriel - I find that the scent of a person is one of the last memories to die, and that it is indeed quite comforting to catch the scent of someone long gone.