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Tuesday 11th January 2011 13:04 | Precipice | | That was a wonderful ending to a great story! Thanks for sharing. | | Wednesday 12th January 2011 12:01 | Precipice (Author Response) | | Knowing it was enjoyed is the greatest reward. Thanks for reading! | Dad
Tuesday 11th January 2011 11:34 | Precipice | Whoa! I had forgotten how much I liked this story till you put this up. It cannot be the end. I need to find out what happened to the chicks (and the chicks).
Lovely writing.
| | Wednesday 12th January 2011 11:59 | Precipice (Author Response) | | Oh no, I've cliffhung you! But I'm very pleased to hear you enjoyed the chapter. Perhaps I could reconcile the former with a short epilogue, at least? *ponders* There might even be a sequel stuffed somewhere in the recesses of my imagination if I can summon it. Thanks for reading! | zia montrose
Monday 10th January 2011 16:29 | Precipice | Thanks, Grandma Kate! I'm so glad to hear you enjoyed it. I'm happy to have wrapped this one up finally.
Ah, James can be a prat, but I like to think most of the time his heart is in the right place.
Thanks for reading! | Grandma Kate
Monday 10th January 2011 14:57 | Precipice | What a lovely, hopeful chapter. It's full of apt descriptions and just the right turn of words.
I had to smile at
‘Smargamuffs’
My mother always referred to uncooperative people as 'prunes' so I giggled at James calling Petunia that.
Summer would be dull as dishwater if reduced to living without magic for its duration. Fortunately, his parents had never been the most stringent enforcers of the Restriction of Underage Sorcery, so he could hardly imagine being lorded over by a sibling, especially a prune like Lily’s sister. | | Monday 10th January 2011 16:31 | Precipice (Author Response) | | Oops, I goofed! See my reply above. |
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