Seren, Seren, Seren. We all know you are excellent at touching a reader's feelings and enrapturing them into a trance; this is what makes your fics so memorable. They can entertain while teaching a lesson, voice your opinion while voicing others' as well, and speak a truth no one has ever though about before. Why do you think so many people love your work? It's because it's worthy of being published. (By the way, if you ever publish a book, I want to know so I may buy it... and read... and fanboy squee all over myself).

Anyways. You're known throughout the HP fandom (so far as my little knowledge goes) and I rarely even get the chance to read most of your work. However, I must say that this is the best fanfiction I have ever read. Partly, I learned something I have never realized before- this is a problem, there are people out there who need help, and we all need that savior in our lives that is willing to fight for us when we are at our weakest point. I also learned that to tread across a dangerous topic very carefully is a hard thing to master, but you rise up to the challenge and hit the ball right out of the park. It's one of my favourite things about reading your work.

It would be near impossible to even find an error, and even using my nit-picking utinsels I have stored, I just can't help but drool at the prospect that I'm rereading it. The Love Of A Brother is what introduced me to your work, and remains to be my absolute favourite fanfic of all time (this and the rest of the series). With that, I'm actually getting to my review. Pardon the fanboy gobbledegook. >.>

If you were not to read the summary, the introduction you give us to the fic is very mysterious, and would have anyone reeled in without a second's notice. I found that happened when I ventured into your author page for the very first time and happened across this; I wasn't able to stop. It's the lord of all hooks- speaking of something that the reader has no idea what it shall be. "She knows this must be done, but she has no idea about how to do it. All she knows is that this is wrong, and she has to stop it."

And It is very hard not to just post the rest of the fic as a single quote and saying "GUH. LOVE" at this moment in time, but I'll try my best to restrain myself. You are a very skilled multitasker in the fic sense; you are not only able to tread on ground most would not even take a peek at, but you are able to give your characters life, meaning, and a soul that cookie-cutter characters would never give us. Your Susan Bones, for example, is absolutely the best Susan I have ever read- and even if it is pretty good in a story, the other authors haven't given it this interesting little tidbit, which gives us insight as to what she does next: "But there's a little part of her, the tiniest, most transparent sliver of her soul that made the Sorting Hat ask Are you sure you're not meant for Gryffindor, child? that makes her stay where she is, trying to determine the best course of action.". Once again, currently restraining myself from absolutely squeeing over the page.

Susan, the way you portray her, is an absolute heroine. She has no trouble with hard work, and she feels no shame with what or who she is- simply a quality that is a flicker that indicates what's to come. She's got two parts to her personality, as well, shown here: "Part of her is scared, but part of her is seething." She is the hero of this story already, wanting to help someone she doesn't know very well- and she wants to do it for what is right, for what she believes in, and she wants justice. Like a true Hufflepuff, which leads back to the fact that you have no problems characterizing a character. You make it so real, and I am left begging for more heroines in the world we live in; heroes to help us when we fall. You left me wanting more, wanting justice. And I'm a proud Ravenclaw. The Hufflepuff is coming out of me, I suppose.

Normally, if this was to be a debate, people might interject here with the fact you're making her into a Mary-Sue. However, I would state au contraire, just look at the next few lines. She's scared, a heroine who wants to do something for this person she hardly knows. But she is scared, and it is shown throughout the words you use, and you make sure that she is like every single person walking the earth. Someone who fears what must be done, who fears what might happen if they go down in the name of justice- like Susan, a person who wanted to do the right thing, but didn't know how. Susan Bones, a normal person who doesn't want to be a hero. She just wants to save a friend- which many of us get lost in translation when trying to convey this message. You bring it to light.

You then begin to make the wheels start turning in Susan's head- she starts wondering how everything else is for him. Does he have anyone else? What if no one is there to offer aid? What if someone else is there, but doesn't do anything about it? Thoughts that are hard to come by in fanfiction- but you handled it beautifully. Now, I won't say that this isn't always the case- plenty of fanfiction does just that, and is wonderful- but Seren, it's here, and it's ready to be devoured by the public. It is beautiful.

So what's she to do? She goes off to save Graham, someone she hardly knows, and is going to save him, to be his savior. She's there to condemn the betrayer, and she wants him to never do this to anyone again. How do you do it? I certainly don't know. Not only is your storytelling flawless, but your characterization speaks wonders as well. I guess that's what I'm rambling about... it's just fabulous.

I just want to leave you with this thought: You write for a purpose Seren, and I don't know what it is- only you know- but I want to let you know you touched me in a way nothing else has ever has. I want to be like Susan, I want to be a hero. You changed me for the better, Seren, and I thank you for that.

Well, I finally made my over here. I was hoping to read this soon, and, what do you know- I got to! Anyway, enough of that. Moving along to your fic... Neville. Not my favorite character for several reasons, but you have done such a tremendous job of characterizing him that I have to feel sorry for him in his times of need, and proud when he stood up for what he had believed in. That's really hard to do, and I congratulate you. It was absolutely amazing. I would also like to say that his Gran was one of the characters that really seemed to stand out here. Just some examples on how you characterized Neville and his Gran really well:

"This cloud of euphoria stayed with him throughout his first meal at Hogwarts, and he was delighted by all he saw. Despite having grown up surrounded by a family of pure bloods, he’d never seen many of the wonders that the castle offered—ghosts, an enchanted ceiling, a feast from thin air…. While there were several eccentrics in his family, his gran was a practical witch, not much given to fancy displays of power. She used magic for everyday chores, of course, but it was a straightforward, sensible sort of magic. Her grandson, therefore, didn’t quite know what to think of all the marvels he witnessed that first night." -- My oh my, I could go on forever with this alone. You bring in aspects of Neville and his Gran in one simple paragraph; and one of the most powerful ones as well. I like the fact that you made a statement of him being surrounded by Pure Bloods in his family; and then you go on to say how Neville's Gran uses practical magic. This really shows how he is in awe of what's around him, and the absurdity of his awe. That really showed something about how Neville's life at home is.

I must have some concrit, unfortunately. When you use "The first time Neville ever mounted a broom was, well, a fiasco.", it sounds a bit odd. I would suggest rearranging this sentence so there isn't a ",well," in it. The only other thing I spotted was when McGonagall said '“Was it Harry? Answer me, Neville. Have he and his friends snuck out again?”'. That just struck me as not being like McGonagall at all. I'm sure McGonagall would have been after pranksters... and not the trio.

Now for some more gooshy-loveness. I found it very interesting that you had used the emphasis of Neville being almost a Squib; I don't know exactly what it is about it, but it just seems to do the fic justice. Other such lines that really showed me how powerful a writer you can be were: "Only in Professor Sprout had Neville found an ally." (I loved this; it is my favorite line), "Neville felt a rush of gratitude toward the woman standing before him, the woman he thought of as his mentor. And though it wasn’t Christmas in September by a long shot, the thought of those lovely, sunny flowers cheered him all the same." (I think this also shows Neville's personality, and really has an impact on the reader), and the last line "As he clung for dear life to the monster before him, Neville was filled with triumph. Harry Potter had finally arrived." (This shows Neville's loyalty in Harry and proves to be another fabulous line).

Just a little side note on how much I love your characterization of Gran: "His grandmother flinched at the hated name, but when she spoke her voice was firm. “I’ve been waiting sixteen years to hear you say that.”"

Now, before I wind the review to a halt, I would like to comment on the Luna/Neville snapshot you have. I am not particularly fond of this couple, as I prefer Ron/Luna, but you wrote it so well that I must have it as one of my favorite shippy-ness moments. It has been a pleasure reading your work. Excellent.

Haley, my dear, you truly are a master of all trades. You not only can create beautiful and flawless banners (which, might I add, are the best I've ever seen- any stranger would think you do it for a living), but you can write as well! I loved your chapter; I loved having the oppurtunity to beta for it and see it before it was on Mugglenet. I am happy. You should be too! It was great. You can twist and turn anyone into believing anything. I was twisted back into Ron/Hermione, after a ruthless struggle to conform to the delusionals. But- amazingly enough- you twisted me back to my old habits at the end! Purely amazing, it is.

You, simply put, are a great writer. You can evoke emotion, throw in a figure of speech for pizazz, and blow someone away with characterization. Like I said, you have the package. And now you'll look like a box in my mind's eye. -_- Oh well... getting over it right... now. Yes. Anyway, you can leave a longing for a new chapter that I've rarely seen- so many fics I love, but for some reason, I'm able to wait. However, I cannot with you. Please. Chapter nine. Soon. Very soon. *puppy eyes*

I notice I ramble too much in reviews. Eh. Bad me! Doing it again. So, I read through, and normally, writer's just have :flashback: and then- leaving someone confused. I'm very guilty of it. However, choosing to use a Pensieve was genius. A clever way to give those bits and pieces that normally would be cut off. *sigh* 'Tis wonderful m'dear. All I can really say. And you gave us history for the Founders! *lusts history of Founders* I wish there was more, really. But... Harry and his friends will have to do. ;)

Now, you are a stickler for detail, I noticed- and, to my surprise, you gave Hogwarts, A History its own companion book! Brilliant! Hee. I'm getting all excited over a detail. Figures. Anyway, what amazes me is how you break the friendship but seam it together- sort of like ripping a delicate lace quilt but only to sew it back together again. Quite interesting how you do it as well- remind me to fanboy squee sometime when I'm not on the pressure of fifty gazillion deadlines.

Now, since I beta'd this chapter, I can't nitpick. Because that would be evil. Truly. (Although, I didn't see anything after reading it over again) So on to the next item on the agenda. Dobby is hilarious! I love you using "z"'s instead os "s"'s, for some odd reason -- it makes it a lot funnier, and makes him seem even more innocent than he really is. Astounding, my dear lass.

And now I must be off. Excellent job Haley, all I really need to say.

Well hello, I imagine that you are suprised to see my review on your page. Just here to tell you a few things about this prologue here... looks like it's in near-mint condition, I suppose. You have a general fic, but with the descriptions (which were wonderful, by the way), it sounded like a darkfic. All doom and gloom. Which made me very, very happy. I could name a thousand descriptions that were representive of this, but alas, I would have to copy and paste the prologue onto the review. You conveyed the gloominess and danger quite well, and it was in a very orderly fashion, as it seemed to have a rhythmic pattern to it.

From the very first sentence of your first paragraph, "The night’s air was fierce and cold, and wrought with a heaviness that forced the Thestral to pump its dark wings with an extra ferocity.", I felt as if I were connected to your fic somehow. It just got me excited for the rest of your writing. Not to mention your second sentence, third, seventeenth- aw, you get the idea. Just some more examples: "The boy’s hair and robes were as dark as his Thestral’s mane; his skin, so drained from lack of sleep and prolonged exposure to the cold, was as pale as death." The exact same thing you would expect to find in a darkfic. Whoo! "The dark-haired boy felt for his horse, which he had appropriately named Falcor, but he knew also that speed and secrecy were the differences between survival and death." This gives some interesting insight, and helps us understand "the horse and his boy".

I also loved your regular use of imagery, as it is so poetic and powerful. My favorite being: "Another flash of lightning split the heavens, much closer this time.". I also just cannot get over the fact that there was the four-point spell in your fic- it made me very excited to see something we've only seen once used again. This really helps out the connection to the series you are establishing.

Speaking of establishing it into the series, there was only the a mention of the Harry Potter series until you said the following: "But this was not just any boy. He was quite famous among the witches and wizards of his time. This was the Boy-who-lived. This was the Chosen One – the one who was destined to either save the wizarding world from the wickedness that was Lord Voldemort, or die trying." I loved it! It got me from what seemed like a real book I was reading back into my favorite fandom, and you did it gently. Nice job!

Only one little nitpick. When it states, "“OK boy,” he yelled against a wave of rain, “land wherever you think is best. We’ll go on foot from here.”", don't you mean 'there' instead of 'here'? I do like "wave of rain" to describe the downpour though. Wait- I can't even give some concrit without some compliment!

Hal, I must tell you, I enjoyed every minute reading this. You can tell a story with excellent, powerful imagery and give excitement even with a thunderstorm or the swish of a Thestral's wings. I applaud you for the job you did here.

Author's Response: Wow, Pat... this was truly a wonderful review. Everything about it just made me squee with delight. *sighs happily* I <3 you.

Caren- I'm speechless- I'm having to write a review based on one word. You know the word? Surely somebody told you- but I'll say it again, just for it to be hammered in your head- Caren, you are brilliant. Simply put, that is. I'm going to try and dive into your excellence you wrote out for us here in your fic. There is that issue, clarity, in some parts, but it just makes the fic so much more magical and gives the potential for thousands of fans. *does curt bow* I am just one of your humble fans.

Where should I start? There are so many places to cover, I just have no idea where. Hm... *draws out of hat* Ah. I'm going to apparently start with your way you portrayed the two events. Specifically speaking, some differences that normally wouldn't work. For instance- when you referred to the witch and wizard as "he" and "she", it gives an aura of mystery around them, and it makes the fic mystical. Well, partly, as some lines you used contributed as well, but it was a great addition, as well as the parenthesis for the most important details as to what the characters were doing and the refrain from using dialogue marks.

Your use of words is very imaginative and used only when it will have the most powerful impact. I can give you several examples of this- and, in fact, I think I will. Just a few of the one liners I don't have much to say about: "She takes another step, then runs into her mother's open arms without hesitation. Just like a child." Could you have possibly inserted this at a better time? I don't think so. It's a force to be reckoned with on its own, but when inserted into the area and time it was- you made a powerful statement. "She goes through the motions, and soon they sit content with cups of tea; nothing added for him, a helping of sugar for her." Might I say that the "him" and "her" repeat comes into play here as well? Just... it just was that wow factor.

"She laughs and turns, eyes set on the door on the other side of the kitchen. Her hand touches the doorknob, cold but inviting. Light envelops her as she steps out into her imagination." This has to be one of the best lines that has ever been written in fanfiction. Not my absolute favorite line, but it is powerful. Imagination for a child is so important- and we wonder when they cross the line from reality to imagination. Whenever they let go of whatever's ont heir mind, and go somewhere they can actually play- that's what I'm catching from what you written. And Hermione once had that playful spirit! Imagine! You opened my eyes to the fact that yes, Hermione once was a child.

This passage was one of my favorite exchanges between the characters in the one-shot: "Business, I'm afraid, Mr Granger. It concerns your daughter.":---:"Wrong? he asks quickly. Oh, no. No. She is perfectly fine.":---:" He stops. Hesitates." It appears to be the wizard assuring Mr. Granger that his daughter is fine, and that her schooling is going quite alright. However, we all know that Hermione is a little genius- so irony is sort of wiggled into place there as well.

Lord, I'm rambling on and on. I'll try to limit the amount of quoting quotes... I guess. *shrugs* Anyway, I have two really interesting passages from here that just made me think: "Hermione comes inside. She doesn’t realise it, of course, but the moment she steps inside, the walls and doors she once could see vanish, the walls and doors that once separated her from her imagination. Imagination to reality. Reality becomes imagination. Imagination is reality.":---:"She thinks she steps from one world to another just as she has been doing for so long, but the moment she does, the two worlds meld and blend into one." Both lines stand alone, and both lines are powerful. Both are fantastic additions, and both explain why the title is what it is. They were simply spectacular- and I got more than what I was hoping for. Caren, you made me squeal with delight after I saw these lines. But oh no- my squeals did not cease there. They continued onward.

These next few lines we're recieved with much squeeing, love, and OMG-ness. Please excuse me from commentating on them, as they speak plainly on why they are great themselves- and the fact that I'm almost squeeing again. "Why is it you that must be one to save the world?" (Just to let you know, it's my fave line). "Her hand turns the cold—but inviting, she remembers from a time long past—doorknob to her backyard." (I don't know- the repeat of this line I love is a very close second) "The darkness shrinks back from her, driven by the burst of light which envelops her spirit. Flee, she says. Not here. This is not your place.

It is mine." (And a very close third as well)

I think I wasted enough space for now. Just know that I want you to have one idea imprinted in your head, if you haven't gotten it already- this was brilliant. Thanks for the entertaining read. :)

Oh dear, I'm afraid I've come back to give you another review. I am also afraid I might squee all over myself, as I really do like your fic. It has a sensitivity about it... seemingly very gentle. Wonderful, it is, and I encourage more of it.

I am not such a big fan of songs in fics, although I'm glad you waited until the end of the chapter before giving it. That aside, I LOVE that song. I totally fanboy it. *squee* And it seems to fit perfectly -- good job!

Oh my- I thought I'd never see anything creep its way onto your author's page! I was in so much longing to read something of yours that when I first saw it I couldn't believe it- but now, as I am typing on my computer, having just hada a delectable read, I am assured that you really did write it and that you are one to be lauded. It was absolutely wonderful.

For instance, you characterized Bellatrix very well. She wasn't her maniacal self as Harry has seen her, but truly a lost case, someone who's sanity had lef tthem long before, and has no hope of getting it back. You also give her entrances and exits a very fabulous, smooth, and intriguing way about it. "She was simply standing there, sprung from the darkness without a sound." What a wonderful way to introduce her. You keep true to her style with, "Without a word of goodbye she melted back into the shadows.". I must say, even though those lines clearly were some of the best lines there, the dialogue was the star of the scene (aside from our Bella, that is).

However, the character that is mainly focused on is Rodolphus, the skiving scoundrel who we have never met before. You introduce him with grace, and it just astounded me from the very first line, "In the last precious hours leading up to dawn, a man was escaping the coming light by walking swiftly down weathered staircases of stone.". Beautiful- he is a man of no secrets to us, but apparently he is to outsiders. " His gaze was eventually torn away from the scene of dawn, by the box he was holding. There was something familiar with the feel of it, and not because he was feeling reckless, but because he knew it was expected of him, he opened it." This illustrates that he wanted to not take a look at what was inside, but merely keep it out of mind.

Now, I must comment on Lucius. Why was he there in the first place? Well, I investigated that and have cme up with a conclusion. However, I must comment on just... Lucius first. "It did not make matters better when he recognised the face of his brother-in-law, framed by the unnaturally well-kept hair and displaying its usual arrogant expression." It gives a great example of how he acts- and exactly rigid with the books. And that's hard to do. I would also like to say that my conclusion is probably me overthinking things again, but here it is: I bet he was a sidetrack so that Bellatrix's sudden appearance would be even more shocking and sudden. And I simply love you for doing that. He wasn't needed, but it added so much to your fic.

I have only a few more things to say before wrapping my review up. Arranged marraiges are becoming a popular way to describe how people such as these two got together. However, you used it to its max potential and showered us with angry!Bella. *fanboy of angry!Bella* Anyways. I love the quote you used in the summary- so fitting, and the way you wrapped this up was excellent as well. "The decision was not difficult for him. He had no significance, and he would not be missed." You used so many lines like this one to impact the reader.

Some examples: "The surroundings might look nice to anyone walking past in a hurry, but all he saw were the slimy walls and cold that lay beneath the magic." Sort of like Voldemort to his followers, I'm guessing? "Rodolphus, now convinced that he had walked all the way down there on her unspoken command, accepted it." and "Lesser followers were harboured higher up, closer to the stinging light and unwelcome guests that might have to be taken care of." were my favourite lines in your fic, without question.

I assume I rambled on for far too long. I leave you at peace. Just remember that I am looking foward to visiting your author's page again to maybe, possibly have another Fantasium fic there. Your writing is truly wonderful.

Well, I think that it’s finally time to take a slice out of my day to come and review your wonderful work. I had trouble deciding what to review [I assure you, I’ve read most of your fics, and just haven’t reviewed them yet]. After a period of much deliberating, I chose Seven [I know, obvious, right? ;)]. Everything you write is excellent. Just letting you know. But you probably already know that by now, so on to the review!

First off, I want to say that I have never seen html tags put to such a good use before. I mean, the simple interactions, those little lines in parenthesis… genius. Man, how do you do it? How do you keep up the good work? The counting of the days helped set the time frame… once you saw it was going backwards, the audience knew something was going to happen. It was just one more thing that makes it fun [or sad] to read.

The Sirius/Regulus interactions showed how much Sirius means to Regulus, which I think is very important to the story, and the naming of the stars -- Sirius always knows. He knows Regulus isn’t going to live forever. It’s interesting. You also use the stars as a metaphor. Such as this sentence: “Ah, there is Regulus.” He writes to Sirius, and he sees, finally, that Sirius was right -- Sirius was always right. Genius.

Although it took me a few reads through to finally get it, the burning on Regulus’ arm was the Dark Mark! And he was being watched, wasn’t he? Like when he entered and exited the cave… there was someone there that made his mark burn? Ooooh. I love it. I also loved this line: “On the third night he watches the sky for a telltale flash of green, for a green-starred skull with a green-starred snake-tongue.” It just shows that he learned he can’t live forever, now that he stole the Horcrux. *dies* Oh, you’re genius. I fanboy you. So much. This is why I chose it for the Dark/Angst chat -- it simply captures emotions and feelings. And all of the little details. Oh. My. Lord. I love you for writing this.

I love how you intertwined two or three other slightly unrelated plots that just matched what the main plot was -- Sirius leaving, saying his mother was going mad, getting older by the second. It was going in so many different directions at once, yet stayed the same course. I still wonder how in the world you did it. My other fave line: "Birdsong fills the air. There is lavender growing by the side of the hut, and its scent fills him as he slowly, elegantly, languorously falls." A beautiful line.

Now for the part no one likes -- the nitpicks. First off: “He lies on the grass and watches the stars, remembering nights and nights of gazing up at them before, lying with his head on Sirius' too-thin bony shoulder, hauntingly similar faces next to each other, naming.” “too-thin bony shoulder” seems redundant too me; I’d get rid of one or the other, simply to make it read easier. “He remembers how Sirius was always thinner after the holidays, always sharp angular planes and thick black eyebrows and carefully studied elegance, thinner on a diet of anger and rebellion and injured pride and dark, gloomy, formal meals around the family dining table where the house-elves served delicacies on silver platters and nobody had the courage to eat, not even brash Gryffindor Sirius. This is one monster sentence that I’d suggest putting a break in somewhere.

Wonderful dear. I love it, love it, love it. I’m afraid I didn’t make sense in most of this review… but, oh well. I hope you got at least the message that you are very talented. : )

Black birds flew across the dark desert.

This, I believe, is one of the single best starting lines that I have seen in my many moons of reading fanfiction. At first, it doesn't seem significant; however, after rereading over it, the audience realizes what a stark difference that is from what the actual chapter is about -- Ariel. It also sets off a nice dream sequence, which no fic can simply not have. ;) It was mysterious and intriguing. Since this is the first time I've read this fic, I have no idea whether this dream shows up again or not. Which I hope it does, since it's so good.

The premise of the story is very promising. How often does one get to read about a gay wizard living through the Triwizard Cup 23 years after the previous one? Not very often, I can say, so originality is a huge plus for this fic. I also am in love with the pacing. Quick, to the point, and off we go! Since most fics I read have a pretty slow pace, this was a breath of fresh air. The only thing that I felt was too rushed was when Ornella came in and told Nessa and Ariel about the Triwizard Cup being held at Hogwarts that year. I felt like there should have been a bit more story before they found out, but that's just my personal opinion.

No review can be a proper review without its fair share of nitpicks, right? It's mmy least favourite part about the whole reviewing thing, but otherwise it wouldn't seem like a true review to me. So, onwards!

"I could see a tree far a way, a dead tree, which the birds started flying around." "a way" should be "away". Unless that's my Americanisms talking. "This was the first time he talked to me; he had a hypnotizing voice, but at the same time charming." The first part is fine, but the second part needs a little adjustment. I'd suggest: "...he had a voice that hypnotized as well as charmed." "I also remember every detail of my first day, the first time I rode the Hogwarts express, the first time I ate in the Great Hall, how I got sorted into Gryffindor…" I like this sentence, as it tells that he's in Gryffindor [and maybe a tad nostalgic at times?], but it needs a bit of rearranging as well. I'd put a period after "first day", and make the rest of the sentence, well, a seperate sentence.

That was a lengthy paragraph, so I'm going to seperate my nitpicks into two. :) "“Don’t you think that’s too much cholesterol?” said my father as he walked into the kitchen holding a newspaper. He was a tall man with grey hair, who kept himself fit jogging every morning. My father is a heart surgeon, which is why he jogs and is so worried about cholesterol." Although I didn't show it in the review, this little bit has a formatting error. I don't know whether you want to make that into a seperate line or use it as a part of the paragraph, so I won't take a guess. "“Sweetheart.” My mum kissed him. “He’s just seventeen,” she said with a smile." Instead of a period after "sweetheart", have a comma, and make the "He's" in the second bit of dialogue "he's". "“Hi Dad.” I smiled and he patted my head" That sentence needs a period. :)

Wonderfully creative storyline, and very intriguing. I'll be reading the rest of your fic until it's finished. Good job!

Hello! I was rec'ced to this fic about a few days ago, and I decided that I would stumble across the page and review it. I am very glad that I decided to read and review it, because it is highly original and I love your writing style. I think it could use a bit of polishing in parts, but it works out to be very captivating and a lovely use of my time. I am anxiously awaiting for chapter one, but I'll get down to that later in my review. Hope you won't mind. :)

I must go on with the nitty and gritty, unfortunate as it is. I didn't see much, but there was a few instances that need to be changed slightly. "“Are you the healer of this village?” the first woman asked, loudly." Healer need to be capitalized. You missed that in several spots, but I think that can be remedied quite easily. Otherwise, I think you're fine, with the exception of a misplaced comma, but I won't bother with that. I'm ready to praise your work. :)

The Healer's attitude and her attitude were quite real-esque, and I enjoyed reading her dialogue. I also enjoyed your description immensely, even though I think you should make two sentences into one every so often. Quite interesting read to be honest, and lovely characterization with the Healer, just to say it once more. She feels warm and cozy, like a warm fire. Very nice. She has a Molly type feel about her, and I cannot wait to see her in the future, if that's what you are planning.

Actually placing this when you did, right at Rowena's "adoption" of sorts, gives just a feel as to what may lie ahead. It is interesting about why she was dropped off, however, and I wish to see that soon, if ever possible. I love Founder fics, and this one was no exception. Congratulations, it's one of my fave Founder fics I have ever read; mainly because of the setting and the writing style.

My favourite line: "No lamps were lit inside the houses—save for one."

Keep up the good work! I look foward to a new chapter, as I haven't seen updates for fics in a while now. I look foward to opening up MNFF and seeing a new chapter has been added!