First of all, I've started reading this so many times and got interrupted so many times, but it was so worth the wait.
I couldn't have asked for anything better. There's that sense of AU that keeps the reader in suspense, the unknown and I like that a lot in fics. And then, there's John and Teyla.
I love that John recognize so early on that she was his bondmate. That he never thought he'd find, her and yet the minute he did, he knew it instantly. But more so, I love the struggle between them that you brought here. It's so in character with the John and Teyla that we know. And of course, I love Teyla's voice here. So, strong, so powerful and yet, also willing to acknowledge that she belongs to John just as much as she belongs to him. I LOVE THAT!!!!
But the best part of this whole fic is the flow of it. It almost reads poetically....and I love these lines.
"John was a land, dry and parched, and Teyla was the rain who could bring him to life. He'd survived until now on small streams that soon dried up, but she was the torrent that would flow through him, saturating his spirit until they were no longer wild watery rush and dry plain, but a dancing river and a verdant field."
And yes, Secret Santa, I have a feeling I know who you are....not just because I can distinguish your style, but there are only 3 of us and by default, I can't write my own fic! LOL
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Date: 2009-12-28 03:17 am (UTC)First of all, I've started reading this so many times and got interrupted so many times, but it was so worth the wait.
I couldn't have asked for anything better. There's that sense of AU that keeps the reader in suspense, the unknown and I like that a lot in fics. And then, there's John and Teyla.
I love that John recognize so early on that she was his bondmate. That he never thought he'd find, her and yet the minute he did, he knew it instantly. But more so, I love the struggle between them that you brought here. It's so in character with the John and Teyla that we know. And of course, I love Teyla's voice here. So, strong, so powerful and yet, also willing to acknowledge that she belongs to John just as much as she belongs to him. I LOVE THAT!!!!
But the best part of this whole fic is the flow of it. It almost reads poetically....and I love these lines.
"John was a land, dry and parched, and Teyla was the rain who could bring him to life. He'd survived until now on small streams that soon dried up, but she was the torrent that would flow through him, saturating his spirit until they were no longer wild watery rush and dry plain, but a dancing river and a verdant field."
And yes, Secret Santa, I have a feeling I know who you are....not just because I can distinguish your style, but there are only 3 of us and by default, I can't write my own fic! LOL
THANK YOU SECRET SANTA!!~ I LOVE THIS!