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Sorry for late reply. Thank you so much for reading . They did remain together for eternity, in the novel Ronny had written (Chapter 1 - 7).

Sorry for late reply. Thank you so much for reading .

It should have been a new start, the first day of term. A sixth former now, and the lack of uniforms meant I had risen to a new rank. A rank well earned, no doubt. To top it off the weather wasn’t bad either – for Manchester anyway, which was usually gloomy all year as though God was depressed by His mutinous designs. But today it was all bright and warm, reminding me of a home far away. The sky was blue and the remnants of summer still lingered in the air – hey, it was supposed to be pathetic f

How to begin this damn thing? Oh, I just did. Okay. Alright. You see, the thing is…I am gay. Actually on second thought, that’s not true. I’ll take that back. The whole statement just sounds wrong, doesn’t it? It isn’t a fact. I have no real evidence and I jumped straight to a conclusion. How stupid of me. Let me try that again… Hypothesis: I am gay. In other words, it is quite possible that I am gay. I’ll admit nothing. It’s a hypothesis because I preferred looking at other males in my speci

Dan has a problem. Or rather, many problems which combine to form one big... how do you call it, a conundrum? Unlike a lot of people though, he already knows what it will take to confront the conundrum and he sets out, on paper, how to do exactly that. In this coming out/coming of age story set in modern UK, I challenged the fundamental building blocks of a writer's craft. Dan's Conundrum is a commentary on what we write, why we write, and why we write the things we write.

Hey, thanks for the read! Yeah, I agree the endings wasn't most popular. Too many happy stories floating around here though ...

My parents showed indifference to the idea that I was playing with Barbies when I was a kid. It depended on how I was playing with them, of course. 100% of the time, the Barbies were refugees being pursued by toy soldiers and, after a lengthy chase, were completely ran over by tanks and the doll house was destroyed by F-15s and artillery fire. The Barbies had their clothes stripped and their bodies buried somewhere.

A room where they keep luggages? Coolio. I'll try and ask if they'd allow me to sleep in one.

Yes it was dry humour alright. The worst case scenario is that I'll just not sleep at all and be left wandering in the streets of London after dark.

Hehe, maybe because it is chicken soup for the soul. That, or because it will make you see the rest of your day being really positive! As for the novel that Ronny wrote - the novel that he wrote is in fact all the chapters preceding this. So, all of it was 'fiction', pretty much, except that he wouldn't quite grant himself his brother's forgiveness in his own novel. I hope all went well with your exam, and that this hasn't been a complete waste of time for you

Hey Bleu. Yes, I think that, like in real life, there were too many things in this story that were simply too late to fix. Words were said, and they could never be taken back. But there really wasn't much else he could have done, aside from writing the novel. Edward's thoughts in the prison (Albeit, Ronny's guess at his) was that writing is for fools who want to evade the reality. Ronny understands that even by writing this novel, he still is being self-centred in many ways, and could never free himself from the torment. It does make it interesting, doesn't it? What really happened, and what were the things added by Ronny himself, as part of his amendment?

Varrock Palace: Year 202 Having finally finished the novel, it was only a simple task to arrange the return of relevant reports and documentations to the Varrock archives regarding Edward’s time in prison. I hoped those, and what survived in memory would be enough to give him the justice he deserved. I would no longer deny the right of others to know the truth, of what truly happened to Edward. The story must be told. But then, some of my readers might be compelled to ask, how much of it

Hello! I'm surprised you got around to read it so quickly! I think the main goal of this chapter was to lay down a few cards for the readers, and then have them see that it wasn't totally surprising. I had to plant a lot of booby traps before... And I personally liked the paragraphs you chose too. As for the letter, I guess I nearly cried, or at least pretended to, when I wrote them both. I had to work up the emotions to be so to get myself in the right frame of mind. I get moved when I read it - now I'm immune lol. But I think only those who appreciate fiction that is moving and stimulating will enjoy this story, so I thank you, once again!

For some time, Edward did not think that Ronny would ever summon enough courage to speak to him again. He knew Ronny was vulnerable, coming to apologise, and he intended to hurt him just as he did, five years ago. It took Ronny everything to face up to the past. Edward knew that if he turned down his brother then, Ronny would never be able to confront him again and he would lose his little brother forever. It was something Edward was willing to do. He knew he wasn’t going on his knees and beg fo

Oooh. Nice to see someone who also plays/played the game. Yes, I did use many of the names from that game, though I was not inspired by them in any way. I came up with a story first, then, I base itself on a scenario. I still do play the game for about a minute a day . However, I do participate in the Stories Forum there a lot, where writers of all sorts hang out. Of course, each story there has to be somewhat related to the game itself...which meant that inevitably, my stories will be covered in references to them. But hopefully though, people on this site who has not played the game would still understand the story.

Aww. The first paragraph did hit close to home when I wrote it, though not of the moment, but I believe that, once upon a time, most people have those thoughts too. Though if you're seeking answers to these big questions in our lives, I'm afraid you might not find any. Of course, Ronny will find his at the end, but that's not true for everyone. Thank you for your review, man. Welcome to GA, and I hope you have fun here.

Maybe sleep on top of London Bridge too! That way I'm going to save quite a lot of cash.

Indeed! Ronny at this stage is far from clear about his feelings towards his brother. As for the true depth of this story...I don't know . It depends how deep you want to go!

I'm afraid I have to disagree. Beethoven didn't really 'switch' to Romanticism in his career. He was the kind of composer at his time that exhausts the possibilities of classical sonata and symphonic form, and put forth radical ideas inspired by other arts during that time, and forces other composers after him to find new ways to write music. So, in essence, he is a composer that couldn't quite get the classical forms and ideals out of his head, as opposed to Wagner and Liszt later in the century. While Mozart's music was predominantly classical, his lifestyle was a romantic one, almost as if he was living years ahead of his time. That is not to say that classical works lacked emotion - even in Bach's work there were great deal of emotions. Chopin greatly extended the scherzo, ballade and sonata forms during his lifetime, and revolutionised the way people play the piano forever. Before him it was considered by many great piano masters at the time that playing thumb on the black keys should generally be avoided. Chopin however, would not hesitate to cross the thumb under the fifth finger, or slide fingers across consecutive keys. He expanded the piano techniques of the time, and his music contains much expressions and nuance that earned him an instant place in the canon. He was a genius and had to teach himself a lot of the time. I wouldn't say Op.9 was his best. It was still, early Chopin, but he matured incredibly quickly as a composer. His set of etudes Op 10 showed a much greater sense of maturity both in musical expressions and techniques compared to any previous works, and it lay foundation to his later works like his concertos, his second set of studies, Polonaises and Scherzos. But in my opinion the best of Chopin's piano writing lies in his Ballades, an instrumental form that he invented. It was in these ballades that Chopin weave a narrative, inject it with a lethal dose of emotions and angst of his experiences in life, decorate it in some of the best piano writing in his time. Musically, it was intricate, the structures were intricate. Even Robert Schumann said at the time that the First Ballade in G minor Op 23 resembled Chopin's genius best. The fourth ballade has been compared to as the Mona Lisa, an epitome of Romantic piano music of the 19th century. I'm currently playing Chopin's 4th Ballade at the moment and I heartily agree!

So...we're all going to be scattered across the capital? Anyway, I think I'll sleep on the streets... because I'm no good at booking things.

Excellent work. I found your prose stimulating, tantilising, and utterly enjoyable. I really liked your description, voice, and how you stage the scenes. The hints of emotions were well portrayed, and the scene was set up really nicely. The savagery of the moment was well executed, and our characterisation (memories, thoughts and so on) were convincing and heart-felt. I honestly couldn't say much for you to improve upon. There were just perhaps an odd description here and there, and some odd uses of semicolons. Aside from that, this definitely deserves top-marks. Well done!

You must be a very compassionate individual indeed! Perhaps Ronny shouldn't have 100% of the blame (after all, the King had his prejudices and beliefs in the first place), but his part in it were huge. To Edward, because he didn't have a chance to know why Ronny did this to him, he could easily interpret this as some kind of malicious and bigoted act. More will be revealed in the next chapter as this story draws to a close. I already have a discussion thread, lol, just nobody uses it. And I'll certainly return the favour and read some of your works in the near future. Once again, thank you so much.

Hehe. What can I say? Shit happens!

Hello FishWings. The slow pace of this beginning definitely deters some readers. I think only 1/5 of the people who clicked this actually went on to read the second chapter lol. I'm glad it did not deter you, however. Very few appreciate that crafting prose is an art in itself too, as much as the story. Thank you so much for reading, and your time, for letting me know.

Hey, Bleu. I didn't expect you to get back so soon! Yes, this chapter does echo Chapter 1 in a lot of ways. But you're right, it's disrupted and unsettling, which contrasts with Chapter 1. And don't worry, the story title will come into it, eventually!