It does make sense. Perfect sinister sense. It is true, every word. And today is Valentine's day, and you have reminded me of what the colour red really is. BLOOD. And blood we give to those whom we love. Life is not here forever and we are not immortal. Your story has cleany cut out a message to me. Red is the colour of blood and sacrifice and love.Always.
Keep writing fics, please.

I think that this is really good.It is important for people to remember the brutallity of war

So sad. So beautiful. Write more. (Please.)

*cry*cry*cry*cry*cry*cry*cry*cry*cry*cry*cry*cry*

I also liked this. Dreamy wistful- you are such an accomplished writer!

That's a really good fic! It may be random, but random's GOOD- and this was brilliant. Probably the best Walter/Una fic I've read! KEEP IT UP!

Very creative Marzoog! I delayed because, well Una and Walter, such a tragic tale that has been told before but this was light and poetic.

How could there ever be another Anne Book after Walter was gone? What was it about Lucy and guys? Well, I think I know. She had a habit of killing off the creative dreamers who were Men, didn't she? I mean she didn't kill off Owen but she did have Leslie and He, move away. How Gilbert survived, was just such fortunate luck I think. Yet he wasn't very poetic or creative in an artist sense either. Thank goodness!

That was incredible, marzoog. I'm so happy that I checked this page one last time before going to bed, because now I'm sure I'll sleep better with the thought of this beautiful piece in my head.

Wonderful work. The first line was so ... perfect.

You write beautifully. I like it.

Very well written. Your prose has a magic to it, and I must admit I always did enjoy Walter and Una as a couple - or just even the idea of the duo.

Fantastic job. :)

So sad! Nice and I enjoyed your word choices (cusp, etc.).