This is the first Wreaththu fanfic I read, having been a fan of Storm's books for more than 20 years. You capture the writing style of the canon perfectly, and your psychological grasp of and imagery for the Swift/Cal dynamique is just so true and beautiful.
This is so Cal - Did Cal truly wander through life unaware that planets realigned, hearts turned to battlefields full of rotting corpses of hope, that the air sang with fire, all due to the violet storms of his eyes or a flippant, but earnest remark that spilled from his tongue? - the Cal from the books who I fell in love with years ago. Thanks for writing!
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This is the first Wreaththu fanfic I read, having been a fan of Storm's books for more than 20 years. You capture the writing style of the canon perfectly, and your psychological grasp of and imagery for the Swift/Cal dynamique is just so true and beautiful.
This is so Cal - Did Cal truly wander through life unaware that planets realigned, hearts turned to battlefields full of rotting corpses of hope, that the air sang with fire, all due to the violet storms of his eyes or a flippant, but earnest remark that spilled from his tongue? - the Cal from the books who I fell in love with years ago. Thanks for writing!