Deeply moving fic. Terribly good pacing. It caused a lump in my throat throughout, this is an achingly sad fic, but wonderful all the same. Perfect descriptions, I love the fratured nature of the narative. Again, a wonderful piece of writing.

Oh wow...that was...I can't even summon proper words to describe it, it was so amazingly good and lyrical and tragic. All I can say is that it was a beautiful story, and I love the format, with the parenthesis and grammar-fractations, because it sounds so much like Han's feelings and denial and...well everything. It just fits so well. And the descriptions...shudder...really gruesome and revolting, which is good, because if you can provoke a visceral reaction in a reader, it definitely means you're doing something right.

I have to admit that I'm not a crying person - sad stories don't make me cry even though I feel like crying inside, but I'll have you know that when Han gets so desperate looking for a way out, and Luke just quietly had to crush his hope, and Han knocks him out and **never speaks to him again** ...that last one made me tear up because it made it hit really hard: now the story wasn't just an excruciatingly beautiful and sad piece, it was as sick and evil and empty as real-life tragedies are, tragedies that completely ruin a person's life forever for no good or logical reason.

Oh goodness this one made me cry :'(

SO Good You mad me cry :(

This one is awesome!

I NEVER read han/leia fics... I usually read ure ani/padme fic but the description sounded intriguing enough that I decided to read it... I was really amazed by how I was pulled into the story and was even getting a bit teary eyed by the end! I could imagine this happening to ani/padme in an alternate world... His grief was so heartbreaking and very well written (as ALWAYS!).. I want ot say I really enjoyed reading this especially as someone who is NOT into this pairing.. Thanks for the great read!!

Oh man, I was so not expecting that when I opened up this story. But you sucked me in. My only quibble was that maybe in one or two spots it was a bit too gruesome, but otherwise this was beautifully tragic. I firmly believe my Han & Leia will live forever in happiness (right), and so it takes a lot to make this sort of scenario believable, but you did it and I cried. Now write something happy! Please.

This was absolutely stunning.

I like your use of parenthesis and italics in things like "their (his) bed" to make the denial sound like it's really behind his thoughts.

"runningscreamingcrying"! I love your squished-together words.

"The preordered crib and clothes and curtains arrive the next week." Now that's sad.

It's clever that she died in a random attack, not in the line of duty, not as a hero.

I really like "with all the elegance that only the dead can hope to achieve."

Excellent comparison between Han and Padme, and the description of Obi-Wan as "impartial" is quite truthful I think, what with his complicence in Yoda's plan to turn Luke into the perfect, attachment-less Jedi.

While it certainly was poignant, I'm a little confused about what happened at the end. I don't want to sound heartless, but at first I thought that Han had commited suicide, which would have made a lot of sense, as the feeling that he would have been so much happier among the dead was so strong. But you left what exactly occurred as vague...

It's very sad. Good work.

(P.S. I'm working on your fic about Force-sensitive Han. It's just not ready yet.)

What a powerful story. Beautifully written.

Angsty... but nice...

*cries hysterically*

Boy... you sure do know how to write a sad story. *sniffs and wanders off to consume vast quantities of Dr. Pepper*

Did I say I'd be crying for three days? Amend that to at least five, and your stories should really come with an additional disclaimer, or perhaps you should have your readers sign waivers for...severe dehydration brought about by prolonged crying jags.

So, first of all, brilliant. I mean, that's per usual for all of your stories, but this was just exceptionally so. Your genius shines from the very first sentence.

The imagery of the coffee cup-oh dear God, that is heartbreaking.

The autopsy was so painful. The revelations, that Han had to SEE her like that, him running down the halls...

I didn't cry until this:
"You're a Jedi, right, kid?" The words tumble out of his mouth so quicklysmoothly, slipping around on his tongue until he can barely get a hold on them. "So go on, summon her here or something."
That was so poignant because it is HAN SOLO and Han Solo doesn't believe in hokey religions and ancient weapons and all-powerful forces controlling his destiny, and yet he does, he does. He does here, he believes so desperately, he KNOWS that it is real, and yet the Force fails him completely. I can just HEAR the quiet tremble in his voice, the desperate plea, the sudden hope that gets crushed by Luke's quiet explanation. It breaks my heart.

(He is officially thirty-eight, but his eyes are far older. They always have been.) Oh, oh, oh, oh!

At least we can take solace in the (bittersweet) happy ending. Thank you for that!

*LASOS adds another Mathematica Masterpiece to her Favorite Stories list. Running total, I believe, is now seven.*

Wow Poor Han. Beautifully written. Great story.