I can't believe I forgot to review/fav this. ;_;

I'm pretty sure I've read this two to three other times already, yet the quality never seems to fade each time. As always, your characterization of Lark is dead-on and beautifully portrayed. All considering, I don't believe there are many Storm Hawks fanfic writers who could place Piper and Cyclonis in such a twisted, but all too realistic, situation.

The best stories tend to leave the most disappointing endings. In saying this, they leave you pining for something more tangible, more definite on the fate of beloved characters. Yet, if every talented writer did that, it would take away from the inherent reality of the story: there is no such thing as a happy ending; life is in no way definite or final.

As a reader, I'm definitely left wishing for something more, which is exactly what proves your talent. I love your sequel... and your uncanny ability to make a sickly Cyclonis even more attractive than we know her to be. :)

Awesome companion piece. I do love the way you leave the reader with questions as to what happened after the ending because in a way it leaves the ending for the reader to decide. I really loved it and am looking forward to any Storm Hawks fics that you may post in the future.

A companion to "Callings"! What a perfect Christmas present for those who enjoy your writing. It's been a while since I re-read your previous fic, but reading this once brought back all the memories and the strange but melancholy, spine-tingling sensation I've come to know from your stories.

Seeing your name at the top of the list gave me this warm fuzzy feeling inside my chest. :'(

You always put such beautiful details into every description, but that's not it. It's the way you say everything that rings so true. You find the words, hon, you find the words.

Also, as much as I love Scrubs I stopped watching it to read this. Hehe! Mm, Dr. Cox...

And a perfect christmas gift this was. A sequel. I couldn't have asked for anything more evocative, beautiful... You really do need to keep writing if for no other reason than to remind me how much I have left to improve.

Maybe you think I'm gushing but god, I have to say, you're one of the greatest writers I've seen here or anywhere. :/ And I really do wish I had half your creative imagination and the use of words- cause now that I think of it, it's not the word you find, it's the order they go in that makes this so amazing. I find an image in my head and I try to describe it- you, in contrast, draw another picture.

I know what. I need to work on my vocabulary, that's what. Any advice?

It's truly wonderful to see from you again, dahling. *hugs* Merry Christmas.