Hi Aphoride, BvB has brought me to these shores and I couldn't resist taking a look at this Teddy/Rose story. I don't know why, but was kind of expecting a conventional romance. I should have known better, coming from you!
First of all, your descriptions are deliciously beautiful throughout this piece, as they are in all your stories, and your writing has such an ethereal quality. The delicate way you craft your sentences reminds me a little of the poem by John McCrae "In Flanders Fields", which I absolutely adore. Instead of reviewing this story, can I just bow down and wail in an "I'm not worthy" kind of way, because I'm not sure my review will do this story justice? No? Oh, okay then, but please, someday, teach me your ways?
The beginning of this story with its powerful imagery, (I love the detail of the crow under the angel's wing), immediately draws me in, and I feel as though I'm there in the graveyard at night, following Teddy to Rose's grave. I love how the muses don't need external identification to recognise him. It matters not that he's a metamorphmagus; what's on the inside never alters. My heart has broken for Teddy and Rose, for what may have been and that their love in this world is ever denied. I'm just as devastated for Hugo, even though he's not mentioned by name, because he cannot bring himself to visit his sister's grave. I wonder what happened to Rose? I might read this story again after I've left this review and see if there are any clues as to what happened. (Your stories are amazing like that; each time I read one for a second or third time, I spot something I hadn't noticed before).
I'm torn between sadness and happiness that Teddy moves on through this story; part of me wants him to keep this attachent to Rose forever (even though that's kind of not very healthy, I know, but I hate the thought of her lying unloved in that cold grave). Part of me wants, for him, to heal and move on with his life. And he does - sort of - but then everything comes crashing down all around with Teddy's gradual, painful demise. His death comes as a bit of a relief at the end. Closure, if you like.
Well, wow. Your words blew me away once again. This was another fantastic story. You are SUCH an incredibly gifted writer.
Aph! Here with your review for our swap and I'm so sorry about the delay ♥
Okay so somehow I haven't read this before (is it newish?) but I absolutely loved it. Your writing is, as always, so beautiful and it does always feel like I'm reading something (I enjoy) in English class. :) And I've never read Teddy/Rose before, and I'm kind of curious to know how they came about to be, but it's refreshing to see Teddy with someone other than Victoire, even if it's like this.
I love the style you wrote this in and the incorporation of the three muses. And I loved that it was structured around Teddy's visits to the graveyard, and how even without naming names, I knew who you were talking about the moment you mentioned him coming in different shapes and forms, something I can totally see Teddy doing. :P
But poor Teddy. You wrote his grief so well and even though we don't know how it happened, it's clear that he loved Rose and that it was tearing him apart. They were so close in life and I just love the idea of him visiting her constantly at her grave and talking to her (because I'm tragic and I love angst).
I also loved how you measured time - from the ticking of the church bell in the beginning to the changing of the seasons, to the flowers whilting, everything. It was just so beautiful.
This piece, as your writing always is, was a pleasure to read. I can't imagine how Teddy must be feeling, but I loved that you incorporated the guilt he felt about being happy, even after she's gone. And for one of the sisters to curse him (I think that's what happened, at least?) felt very much like something that belonged in Greek mythology.
Thanks for the swap!
Hi, I'm here for BvB!
I think this was a very beautiful one-shot. From the story description, I would guess the girl was Rose and the young man was Teddy. I loved how he brought flowers to the grave every week, that was very sweet. I also really liked how you added in the three Muses, it gave the story a unique and interesting touch. I was very sad at the end when Teddy died, but I think it was an appropriate ending to the story.
This was a great story overall, and I really enjoyed it!
Hi there - thank you so much for stopping by! :)
Ahhh thank you - it's a very old one-shot, actually, as it happens. It's something I wrote as a present for a friend a few years ago. She loved Teddy/Rose and I really wanted to try my hand at it, and this was the result. I didn't originally intend to weave in the Fates, or anything like that, but it happened and it seemed to fit so I kept it, even though I wasn't sure if it really worked, yk? So I'm so glad you know that you think it does work. It was nice to expand the story beyond just the central characters, and it was an interesting challenge to write a story primarily about two people, with one of them dead, and from the point of view of three others who are just watching from the sidelines - very literally. Yeah, I always knew it was going to be any angsty story (I'm not really capable of writing fluff, haha) so Teddy was never going to get a good ending from this.
I'm so glad you liked the story - it's something I keep up on here for posterity and as a kind of mark of how far I've come - as a story, this was really something of a turning point for me, where I sort of found something like a style and a way of writing which worked for me, so I'm always so happy to hear that other people like it.
Thank you for the review! :)