so sad...and disturbing.

You have no idea how much this story still slays me. I mean, the implications and the perfection of those two last sentences are just so... *explodes* So amazing. See, -this- is the feel, the style, that I want for Lacquer. Not quite so sad and hopeless, but that... surreal, etheral feeling. *sigh* just amazing.

You know, normally for longer one shots I tend to skim the details and skip to the dialogue or just look for key words that might interest me. But this, I read it all. It was amazingly well written. Your discriptions were great and everything was so vivid and it just jumped off the page- or screen rather:P It was beautiful and the ending was perfect. Thanks for this amazing read

ForeverFalling.

This is so depressing, sad, heartbreaking...but breathtakingly beautiful. Very haunting story, and made me cry while reading it. It has a nice flow in all it's disjointed-ness (which I love). You protrayed the insanity flawlessly.

This is so haunting. It's depressing, but in a really good way. I like the way you wrote it, the disjointed feel to it that reflects Allen.

Cute. God knows that Allen would go completely bonkers in a totally polite and gentlemanly way, and then he'd drag Kanda along with him.

This is both the first D.Gray-man fic in a long time and one of the best I've ever read. It's amazing—there's just no other word to describe it as amazing. I love the mood of it: disjointed and dysfunctional with regret as the driving force. Allen was haunting and Kanda had that rare fragile side which I love. Wonderful. ♥

It took me several tries and rereads to feel like I had competent commentary for a fic as nuanced as this one. Here goes.

The tradedy of the story hit me so hard because it creates itself through implication and conversation instead of outright statement. I was stunned at the depth of effect to only alluding to things like Kanda's war-weakened state, the gradual bleeding out of the Order, and Lenalee's death. The various sorrows were conveyed with bleak soft touch, acting like a natural mirror to the lingering pain of living on. This is dragging, regretful insanity strikes me as the most honest, insightful interpretation of post-war reaction I've ever seen.

I wish I could more coherently convey the admiration I have for this story. Your Allen and Kanda live in a world where the only thing that's sustaining love is love itself. I can't decide whether that's sad, or happy, and can only tell that it's beautiful. Which is absolute perfection on your writing's part.

My mind just got fucked thoroughly by this fic. :D

BUT I LOVE IT ANYWAYS. VERY MUCH SO. I am in awe~

-namikun

i loved iot alot please countinue it i want to know what happend after
did they lived toghter?
where is lavi?
what happened to the genrals?and koumi?

This made me cry a little. Your writing is reminiscent of Edgar Allen Poe, and also slightly of Steven King- the parentheses in the middle of sentences and all. You convey insanity flawlessly, and you would do well to keep writing like this for as long as it suits you. It's not often that a fanfiction challenges my intelligence, much less often that it has such a semblance to how I see things. Thanks for posting this- and thanks for the bittersweet ending. I need one of those every once in a while to keep me sane. Or insane. Or whatever the hell it is we all are.

omg this was so sad and amzing! i love people who can write like this and make you feel the emotion! its amazign

I wanna cry... why is this so sad somehow...

it's very well written and somehow flows really well. This has given me a good idea, thanks!

btw: I really like how you were able to make Allen and Kanda seem a little closer, though slightly insane at the same time, and it was almost natural. I applaud you! *claps*

wow...that was beautiful. really, very amazing piece.