wow. this is the first fic i've seen centred on momoe-san, and i think it's beautifully done. you've made her very real here - the flashbacks, and her thoughts about the current weiss...and the writing and imagery are lovely.

"Whose names and faces she *had* to remember, because no one else would." i'd quote more, but then i'd end up quoting half this fic. kudos, and i hope you'll be writing more. ^_^

so evocative... beautiful... beautifully sad
honestly one of the best fanfics I've *ever* read, and easily the best Weiß Kreuz fic and easily described as brilliant

so heartrending! i love it. honestly, i do. Glad to see something this original. i couldn't help but notice--the bit about the war, and how Momoe-san tried to live on with a younger sibling. was that in any way inspired by GRAVE OF THE FIREFLIES? that movie is all-time favorite.

That was so sad. :*( But a real great job, Bart. I think everyone has a soft spot for Momoe-san. I liked the lines of reminders she hoped the boys would remember to do. ^_^ You're such an amazing writer. Always can evoke so much emotion from me.