Just - beautiful. Really beautiful.

Oh, my goddess! I read this a few months ago at Campfire Tales and I loved it, but I didn't have time to review. It has a creepy air to it - I know I found it at a DARKfic archive before - and it's sweet in a little bit of a twisted way.

Beautiful doesnt even begin to descrbe this story.

Brilliant! Lyrically written prose, heart-wrenching content. I don't think anyone has captured Willow's mind-bending grief any better. Thank you!

Where has this story been hiding? It's fantastic. Moving, without being too heavy on the sadness, true to character, poetic, full of imagery... I could ramble on about everything I like all day. Truly exceptional.

you have me torn between.. i don't know, happiness and depression?

i don't know what this is - supposed to be happy? supposed to be sad? depressing?

twirling and twirling and twirling..

god, do you have talent. nice piece. i love it.

*tears* Wow. That was incredibly touching... so beautiful... I wish Joss had a fifth of your talent.

Thank you

Sugha

I'm terrible when it comes to sending FB to authors but I just had to write and say that I've read this story many, many times and I'm still struck down by it. It gives me chills everytime and I've recommended it to countless people. It was just so beautiful, profound, eerie, and heartbreaking all in one. Wonderful, fabulous job! Really, I just cannot say enough about how awesome this story is. Keep up the great work.

Jude

Any praise I can offer here is inadequate. This piece is truly beautiful. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Oh my goodness...so sad...Poor Willow...But SO beautifully written. I cried withen 4 paragraphs! So good, but so sad...well done.

Talk about unexpected repercussions: I read this story a week or so ago somewhere else, and I've been thinking about it and trying to find it ever since (and committing some serious Googlesearch weirdness). Finally, comes through. Yay.

The thing that's really stuck with me is the idea of the images fading and becoming distinct: as one part of her life solidifies, the other falls away. The 'focus' on colors and certain sounds in the narrative builds on this beautifully-interesting how the unreal can be more real (if that makes sense), for all of us as much as Willow, I guess. I also like the gentle tone of the story, it seems an appropriate way to show grief not as an overwhelming force, but more as a quiet, leeching presence. And that, of course, makes the terrible moments so much worse: it's always worse to hear something terrible in a quiet, measured tone of voice than it is to hear it shouted.

Gah. I'm so excited at finding this I don't think I'm making sense. Anyway, congratulations on an amazing story, and thank you.

Incredible. Truly incredible. Lovely, touching, and oh-so-painfully real.

This is going to be short but...

Spectacular.

Really.