You asked specifically for a review for "Toll This Bell", so here I am, and I am glad I read it. I can totally see Sirius going from job to job, not really knowing where his career is or where he is, for that matter. Sirius seemed destined to be a drifter, and after Azkaban, he was kind of forced into it. I really liked this, and I think it personified Sirius very well.
Wow. That was really beautiful and wuite touching. I've read a few of your stories and you seem to have a nack for writing Sirius and Regulus. The imagery was Exquisite . There was one thign that I loved most about this fic though, and that was the use of fire everywhere. Somehow it made it all the more obvious that a war was going on. And the reductor curse--urgghh. A perfect detail. Absolutelu wonderful!
Your style is very lyrical and fluid. It makes a nice read at the very least, and a memorable one. At the very best, it is a high-quality one-shot. It's more than musings on a subject; your imagery and details are well chosen and contribute to your piece. The Wilde Woolf joke made me chuckle appreciatively. I do love subtle humor. Being a beta reader gives one that appreciation.
This fic is great! It’s very original – I’ve never read anything like it – and interesting as I too have often wondered what Sirius’ job, if any, was. I like certain phrases including Fire, fire — fire and torture, he writes, and he knows that in more senses than one this war is about blood. and And, stumbling, blind in the groping dark, he waits for the end, and for the world to shatter, and he thinks that if they cut him open they will find the war written in fire across his heart. I keep reading those phrases over and over again and they make more sense every time I read them! So, congratulations for writing such a fantastic story and keep up the brilliant work!
First of all, I 'm sorry it's taken me so long to review. I must have read this about four times by now, and it is absolutely amazing. The way they were written I could picture Sirius in every single one of those professions.
I liked the imagery in the first one, and how you incorporated the poem, though I haven't ever read the poem before...*makes note*...
The Journalist and Layabout ones have got to be my favs. Not necessarily because I would have thought of journalism as a possible profession for him, but you've written it so well. I love the way it sort of flows with the other one before it because of the fire thing, but in a sense the way he looks at fire is different in each one.
My favourite one was the Layabout one, because it fits him the most(besides Auror) and it was a rerally good ending. Fav lines:
and by mutual agreement pretending not to notice that James is tired and hollow-eyed and Remus is distant and Peter is afraid, carefully blotting out traces of portents and prophecies where they seep, insidious, into conversation.
and he thinks that if they cut him open they will find the war written in fire across his heart.
I don't think I even need to comment on why I liked those bits...simply touching imagery...thank you for another amazing read. And Now I need to go catch up on this new Andromeda one!