Reviews by Rhapsody

WHISPERS IN THE STREAM · Tue Aug 01, 2006 9:03 am

Oh Jenni, I love this story! I think I am addicted to this one. Now that I have read chapter, I really hope to read more of this. Your writing flows and is so graceful, your narrative gives the reader a wealth of information, but not too much. Once I got started to read it, it simply swept me of my feet and the ending of chapter 2 was there before I knew it.

Just wow! I could rave on about the dialogue, so well paced, Tolkien-like. To me it feels like Tolkien should have written these two as a pair, especially the way you write it here. Jenni I love love love love this. Big Hug smiley face

Another Man's Cage · Fri Jul 28, 2006 5:22 pm

Oh Dawn!!! You know I read this story entirely, but even now, when I see this chapter being posted, my hearts jumps to see Tyelkormo. And as I told you, I am going to read this one again. I fully remember now why I this chapter is still so vivid in my memory. I have a couple of questions regarding punctuation though, but I'll PM you. It might be me Wink smiley face

When I read this chapter what immediately captivates me is the scenery, atmosphere, a young Celegorm lying on his back, watching the skies and perceiving nature & Arda as it is. I cannot help to think what happened to Celegorm that made him the dauntless warrior he became later on. But right now... this emanates peace, bliss of living on Aman under the lights of the trees.

Oh and this foreshadowing bit: The blessing is ours, says Nelyo, and he is right: Never are we alone, not in joy and not in sadness.

I like the way you try to capture the speed of Celegorm's thoughts... boy he has so many associations, thoughts that crosses others.. simply amazing!

The wings of the house link into each other and back into themselves like one of the puzzles that Nelyo will give Carnistir and I to do when he wants to keep us out of the way—puzzles that we have determined are impossible to solve—wings enclosing courtyards and gardens and fountains, rooms leading into rooms or opening upon hallways that convolute along the length of the house, leading to honeycombed clusters of yet more rooms with stairs leading up or down into secret places that can be accessed nowhere else: small secret coves or else long, winding stairs that end atop towers where I can lean upon my belly upon the railing—arms spread wide and feet treading only air—and pretend that I swim among the stars, until I hear feet upon the stairs and a voice calling me to chores or supper, and my feet are wrenched back to the ground.

Okay breathe Turko, breathe Wink smiley face

What a beautiful scene, I can picture it so clearly.

I love this bit!

And me, with my hair the color of honey and enough blue in my eyes that I was often mistaken for a Vanya when I walked in Tirion. At times, I complain of my blue eyes, which set me apart from the rest of my family, and Atar soothes me by saying, “That’s because I was looking up at the blue, blue sky when I begot you,” and Amil blushes and nudges him in the arm, Nelyo grins, and Macalaurë looks vaguely uncomfortable.

Just amazing Dawn. I like the style you give him, this voice suits him very well. I can't believe that I am getting bouncy at the thought of re-reading this story again! So thanks for posting it here! You rock smiley face

The Will · Sun Jul 23, 2006 12:20 pm

Oh Lydia, I just read this drabble for the MEFA's but what a great drabble! This is what I rambled on about for the awards programme:

This drabble is subtle and most fitting for the challenge it was written for. Also, when you notice the date it was posted on... this is a gem and a true encore for the professor himself. I think he would love it and would appraise the author for this magnificent style. But even so, once a reader and Tolkien fan reads this, goosebumbs are there on your skin and many thoughts cross your mind with the visual the author leaves you with. Was the Red Book of Westmarch an anchor for Tolkien to survive the First World War, in the trenches? Thought provoking and a stunning drabble. What a gem!

The Glory of Fulfillment · Fri Jul 21, 2006 8:52 am

I am not certain which one gave me more goosebumbs. The first one gives me the image of the valiant Glorfindel who protects the rearguard of Gondolin refugees and the second one gave me such a vivid picture of a rohirrim. When I read your author notes, I only saw that confirmed. I love this insight, the train of thoughts when you know you have to face death for a greater good. Excellent writing Inglor! Thumb smiley face

Glistening · Fri Jul 21, 2006 7:40 am

Ellie! All these vignettes are pure gems! Words fail me to describe your beautiful writings, story weaving, and marvellous descriptions.

How could he better describe to them the wonder of a light beyond that of fire, beyond that of lightening in a storm, beyond that of the very stars themselves, bathing all of the world in wondrous illumination?

or Of a sudden, the song of nightingales reached out to him. He froze, unable to move as the sound filled his mind with solace, caressing his very fëa with a joy like starlight kissing his eyes.

Often I wondered why Olwe forsake his people, but wow, this is just.. wow.

She watched the light of the new day glistening in the tiny droplets which clung to his skin like the stars cleaving themselves to the heavens, like she had clung to him last night.

I love the ending of this vignette, so moving!

Nimloth lovingly received the child back into her waiting arms, gazing pensively on the tiny sleeping face. Briefly, something clouded her bright blue eyes. When it had passed, she looked knowingly at Dior.

“Yes, my love. I think that ‘star-spray’ is a suitable name, for the water and the stars shall ever be in her life.”

Wow, so moving and touching.

There Eärendil shone; a light for both elves and men. Pity and awe consumed Eonwë’s heart as he triumphantly called to the young peredhel in a mighty voice.

In this vignette, I am simply in awe about your narrative talents. The manner how you portray Tirion through Earendil's eyes, the feeling of despair that he might be too late and failed the two kindreds... Awesome Ellie!

He knew in his heart beyond all doubt that his calling was not to be regent of an elven nation, but caretaker of a people. With a sigh, he accepted the task with the heavy burdens and responsibilities that would accompany it. Taking a deep steadying breath, he placed Vilya upon his finger, and the renewal began.

I love this part immensely. Not only compared to the rulership of the Noldor, but also, and now I will review the series as a whole, the whole theme you have (maybe unknowingly) chosen for these series. Both are incredible pieces on their own, but together they, to me, portray important phases in a person's life: Falling in love, celebrating love, bringing forth a new one, fighting for your generation when you really must and, when your offspring can do it own their own: set them free and remain a caretaker on the background. At this moment, I am not certain if the vignette series is finished, but so far, I have enjoyed these enormously. So thank you for sharing this work with us.

Animal Magnetism · Fri Jul 14, 2006 3:16 am

“But I’ve never seen the girl in my life!” Aragorn protested.

What an opening line!! This had me sitting on the edge of my seat immediately, really wanting to know what happened. And actually, the way you write this story kept me glued to the screen and making me really wanting to know what would happen next. The way you wrote it is delightfully active and evocative. The story feels complete and makes it an enjoyable read. At the end it leaves me wondering how long Legolas knew Gwyneth was hiding a pillow under her dress and he seemed to have waaay to much fun with his friends predicament. And poor Aragorn, there is something about this young ranger that is so wonderful. Taking pride in really knowing when he makes love to a woman, not wanting to embarras the lady in question too much and even when the truth comes out he reacts vey gallantly. Thumb smiley face

Thanks for sharing this with us!

Sons of Hador · Thu Jun 22, 2006 1:00 am

Well I already told you personally how much I love this work. I love the contrasts in this work you are painting here. Two cultures meet each other, the eldar -who do not question the wisdom of the eagles- meeting the edain, the feeling of wonder of Hurin and Huor, used to the hard life in Beleriand who are witnessing the luxury of the Golondrim elves as if nothing is happening to them in the outside world. But the brothers do not forget and they worry about the fates of their people, even when they are pampered in the wealth of the elves. What I also like about this ficlet is the dialogue between the brothers. In your words I can sense how young the second born are: the manner how they reason and take in their surroundings. A beautiful piece Trekqueen: very insightful and thought provoking!

A LIGHT IN THE DARKNESS · Mon Jun 05, 2006 2:24 pm

Now I remember reviewing this one... Smile smiley face

Anyway Jenni, as I most likely told you before, I love the way how these women play such an important role in Fëanor's life. First his mother not wanting to live for him, his wife being with him for so long, but when push came to shove: she left him. Galadriel: from fondness to loathing... it makes me wonder what would have happened if Galadriel gave him that tress to, control the silmarils. I get this huge and wonderous feeling like: what would have happened if. Great characterisation Jenni, I simply love this story!

Lost Love of a Dúnadan · Mon Jun 05, 2006 2:20 pm

A very bittersweet story Jenni, just beautiful! Your Legolas dialogue is incredibly fitting for him!

THE DAWNING · Mon Jun 05, 2006 6:49 am

This is simply beautiful and stunning Jenni. The way you write about Maedhros' awakening and how is nurse encourages him reclaim his life. To me this piece feels almost as if Maedhros is reborn again, yes I know, with one hand less. But a new phase of his life starts and you put it so gracefully:
“I am Amaurea,” she replied. “Think of me as heralding the dawn of your new life.”

Simply wow!

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