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Beyond the Clouded Hills  by Bodkin 13 Review(s)
DotReviewed Chapter: 1 on 2/26/2008
I can't believe you got it up for today after all! What a lovely surprise. This is really great, Bodkin. There's so much in it that I absolutely love. Thank you so much :-)

I'll be back later!

Author Reply: It wouldn't go the way I wanted it to - that Maltheniel just refused to behave like a lady and be left behind.

I nearly dumped the whole story and went with Thranduil getting tipsy in the woods on stolen wine while celebrating his friend's betrothal.

And you're most welcome.

LarnerReviewed Chapter: 1 on 2/26/2008
And they begin to make friends at last, in spite of Faroth's intent to dislike them. Excellent.

Author Reply: I think Oropher and Thranduil are just naturals when it comes to their bond with the forest - and the Silvan elves can't help but respond to that. While their elders, possibly, recognise that they'll just end up being walked over if they don't have a leader. Maybe.

Thank you, Larner.

daw the minstrelReviewed Chapter: 1 on 2/26/2008
Oh man, Thranduil is nervy! I laughed at Faroth's observation that he looked like he needed kicking. Oropher probably feels the same way sometimes.

I'm always intrigued by the way you show the wood elves before Oropher's arrival. I like the sense that they're part of the forest, not its rulers, but creatures living in it, like the deer and the rabbits.

I wonder if elves have particular trouble with change because they're so long-lived. They have lots of time to get set in their ways. On the other hand, they've seen plenty of changes and know that all things change eventually. I don't know which thing would win out.

This was a great read, Bodkin. I enjoyed it.

Author Reply: I can just imagine Thranduil getting a few backs up ... he is, after all, his father's son.

Being part of the forest rather than ruling it could lead to exploitation ... maybe that's why they accepted Oropher as their king. Or maybe that's to do with his entirely imaginary kinship.

I would hate to be immortal - especially in a world where nothing else was. Change would be hard, unless it was slower than the growth of a tree, or the movement of the earth's crust.

Thanks, daw. It didn't turn out the way I intended, but sometimes they just won't co-operate.

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