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| Hotspur & Steelsheen by Medea Smyke | 1 Review(s) |
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| daw the minstrel | Reviewed Chapter: 2 on 6/21/2014 |
| Crimony, you have a gift for gorgeous description. This He stopped and removed his winged helm which had grown uncomfortably warm under the scrutiny of the rising sun, revealing startled, golden hair, cropped in the fashion of men who served Ecthelion, He'd banished the cloak of Ithilien green to his saddle bag just after they passed through the Rammas Echor and soon regretted the leather hauberk over his wool tunic, as well. makes me sweat just reading it. And this the serene sky and light clouds scudding across it like swans on a pond. is gorgeous and original. There are tons of other wonderful phrases too. I'm deeply jealous. Author Reply: Hello Daw, I'm so glad you enjoyed the writing here. It's always nice to hear what readers enjoyed. Thank you! MS | |