Stunning, there are really no words..the fineness of the prose, the sharpness of the vision, the inventiveness. Thank you so very much for it

Sweetheart! Here is my reply – at last. Finally, I know ;)

You always make me so happy! However, no matter how much I like you, I won’t explain any further… As I told you, I don’t even know if I have an explanation. It’s only healthy, having to do some ponderings on one’s own.
But, I’m glad the angst was a good type of angst. I’ve only used one Orc so far in my stories and presently I’m not planning to include another. I’m not their biggest fan, I fear. There’s more to the world of angst than Orcs, as I have always said ;)
—hugs—

So, here we go with the long and detailed review^^ finally. I know.
First of all, it is a very dark story. Very much angsty, and the way you described these shadows and eyes in the dark – I cannot know what was it? Imagination or real danger? Is it what comes from too much pain of hurt soul? It was really scary sometimes. Seeing Faramir stumble in the darkness, escaping from something what he is not sure can be escaped… I read it with a frown. As far I had read only two or three stories which I had been reading with a furrowed brow. I know it’s not good to use such words, but you’re story can be considered as a “hard stuff” ^^.
Alright, first – angsty, second – confusing, thirdly – good idea for the story. It’s a fact, I would never think that making love can help that way, Really desperate way, I dare say, it’s a hope of a madman to seek help just so momentairly. hat happened to Faramir…? You were complaining that I read some of your characters all too well, and now look at me!^^ I was thinking about it and thinking and thinking and it’s a puzzle still. This story is different from much labeled as “angst” – they were all about legolas and Aragorn in hands of orcs, which is not so angsty after all this fanfics I have read. This is real angst. This story is a pearl between trinkets, my dear.

Your humble reviewer,
Grey Pigeon.

Hey you two! I don’t think I realised it was THAT dark… This is also why reviews are so great because you see your own story through other’s eyes.
Maria, thank you! I promise I shall not fight my ideas in the future.
Ebbingnight, I didn’t know myself! Which sounds really horrid I know, but it’s true. Feel free to let me know what a sequel could be about because I still don’t feel it coming to me… ;)

Wow, I’ve been enjoying your lighter stories elsewhere and didn’t realize that you could do this, which is about as dark as I’ve seen here. Like Minx’s “Yearning”, though, it really seems to beg for a sequel someday…. or maybe that’s just me begging!

I thank you for not giving up on that fight, as otherwise this awesome piece of work would have never seen the light of day.

It’s dark and hopeless… Very graphic in its detail of Faramir’s tortured soul. The demons, cruel and cold, yet seductive in their calling… Brilliant.

Ah, thank you! I am content that my idea seemed to work as I wasn’t sure initially that the story should even be written. But, who am I to deny my own mind?
I think it is as you say, though. The idea for a sequel doesn’t readily pop up. For once you will hear me say that “I’ll leave this story alone”! Thanks again!

Aaaaaaaarrrggghhhh! My god! My heart is pounding even though I’m sitting here in broad daylight. My god that was scary. The level of tension, and the way that you sustain it for so so long – amazing. I feel tortured as Faramir is from spending this little time in his head. Ouch. I don’t know what else to say, but very very very well done. I wish there could be a sequel, but it doesn’t seem to me like something that needs or wants one. (But of course I’ll eat it up if you do.) Thank you!