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[letterblade]

So. You HP and Grindeldore people. Remember this?

It is now finished. Edited. Expanded. Enriched. Entitled.

Thirty-Five Owls, written by Letterblade, betaed by Mattador, soon to be translated into both Spanish and Russian, will be available when The Letterblade Library goes live. A site exclusive; a headliner, if you will.

Heads up!



(When will letterblade.net go live? My schedule for the next week or so is absolutely insane, especially as my housing situation has undergone another convulsion. Let us say for the sake of saying, however, that it will go live on April 8th. I will provide notification if I can no longer keep to that date; but rest assured that when it does go live, there will be spam.)

Comments

[tragical-mirth.livejournal.com]

*drools*

[wired-lizard.livejournal.com]

*grins*

[ghostangel.livejournal.com]

Uh, when I know enough German (re, like a YEAR maybe less, or maybe like I'll use it to learn) can I attempt to translate it? And get laughed at by native speakers? :D

[unicornvamp3z.livejournal.com]

WOAH! i DO remember that! :D yay for Everything!

[coyotegoth.livejournal.com]

Oooh, those letters are amazing!

[lefaym.livejournal.com]

This is definitely one of my favourite HP fics. :) In fact, the original version made me decide to give fan fiction a chance. :)

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[aditou.livejournal.com]

Hello,

Uh, man, this is awkward, but I happened upon "Thirty-Five Owls" recently and...well, it made me cry. I mean, like, literally. Tears and snot and god knows what else. It's THAT good. Good in a way that I can't even articulate properly. I just love the layers of communication between Gellert and Albus, the way the former falls into poetic memory and the latter refuses to face his own feelings. The sheer tragic beauty of it was astounding; the way you captured their voices, masterful. Also, I will not be able to look at a lemon drop without bursting into undignified sobs from now on. Thanks for that.

...I have to say Gellert was my favorite aspect of the whole thing. His humor, his poetry--no wonder Albus fell for him. I sort of did, even knowing what he'd done and what he'd become.

So, yeah. I just don't like reading a fic like that without expressing my appreciation. Thank you for sharing it.