*melts* What a wonderful first fic for me to read in the fandom (not that I expected anything less of you!).
Yunoki despised that sound. I adore this line, for the simplicity and the weightiness of it, and because it is such a sharp contradiction to the paragraphs before it. Everything about the atmosphere, the music and the mood, radiates hope and happiness, and that line is like coming back to harsh reality.
He did not need them as long as he had his music, but his heart ached, and he knew not how to comfort it. His music would remember, his lips would illicit dulcet tones, and Yunoki would remember. I really love how Yunoki's emotions are suppressed but still intense, and the way he knows that they'll always slip through when it comes to music. I love the irony there: his music is his solace, and yet he can't have his music without the feelings behind it, which hurt terribly.
In short, this is love, and totally worthy of more Last Exile. <3 You are so brilliant. ^_^
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Yunoki despised that sound.
I adore this line, for the simplicity and the weightiness of it, and because it is such a sharp contradiction to the paragraphs before it. Everything about the atmosphere, the music and the mood, radiates hope and happiness, and that line is like coming back to harsh reality.
He did not need them as long as he had his music, but his heart ached, and he knew not how to comfort it. His music would remember, his lips would illicit dulcet tones, and Yunoki would remember.
I really love how Yunoki's emotions are suppressed but still intense, and the way he knows that they'll always slip through when it comes to music. I love the irony there: his music is his solace, and yet he can't have his music without the feelings behind it, which hurt terribly.
In short, this is love, and totally worthy of more Last Exile. <3 You are so brilliant. ^_^