Wow. That was really emotional but good....the emotions were so callous but yet not....all in all good:) :) :) :) :) :D
Smilies because after that we ALL need some smiles:)
Oooh. Creepy. But I love your writing style! The imagery was amazing, as was the recurring theme of death. It's so eerie the way Narcissa seems to become more indifferent with each death. I also really liked how you started and ended with her kneeling beside the bed - it's such a powerful image! An eerily brilliant fic!
Your story was very well written and extremely entertaining. I liked the way you broke into the different sensory perceptions that Narcissa experienced as she kept vigil over the dying, and finally dispatched them when their time was up.
I also thought the way you covered different aspects of the series from the perspective of Narcissa and her thoughts as she was forced to keep vigil on each relative in turn was clever.
I also liked the way each of the dying seemed to reach out to someone from their past they had harmed, or should be close to, but wasn't and Narcissa not buying into it for a second.
A trip throough family deaths...all caused by Narcissa's hand...as per family tradition...which I can see occuring in a family such as hers, but one would still have to consider all of these murders. The order seems a bit off as I see Sirius's father dying before Walburga...and he died the year that Regulus died...although I'm not totally certain about when Walburga died.
This is semi-poetical though and I know you stated in the introduction that you did not pay attention to time lines. This shows what one will do for his or her family. Well written and the form adds to the telling.
I really like this story. it's got style. it's got flair. it's got voice. just a couple of things i don't get---how do the first sentences relate to the deaths? like the church bells and the brown leaves and the singing birds and stuff. those just don't seem to match up. other than that, this story has a very strong sense of beauty and poetry to it.
Whoa. This is such a fantastic angsty fic! I"m in awe.
I love the lines about "Narcissa knows what death smells like" and such. That was a brilliant way to bring in the five senses as she kills five seperate people.
I've got chills from that ending, too -- I don't particularly see Narcissa as suicidal, but your fic just might have convinced me otherwise.
Ooh! That's cool, mate. Brilliant
I love your characterisation of Narcissa as practical. It was marvelously written and intriguing.
Narcissa smiles acidly. How delightfully ironic - the only moment her aunt shows any humanity, and it's as she dies.
One of many sentences I relished to read! I love how you didn't use the past tense, which is in many ways easier to read/write, but you took on the challenge of the present tense very well. :)
I love Narcissa as a character, so I commend you for thinking of her in this story I assume to be a one-shot!
I also loved the repetition of the beginning of each separate section---Narcissa ___ exactly what death feels like. Pure genius, and your anagrams are beautiful. :)
Really, really nice! BTW, I also adore your username, it's very poetic.