Oh my this is gorgeous, too. But what I really love about this is how you've nailed Roman (at least my idea of Roman *g*). He can't lie to himself--he tries so hard, but he can't.
This might be my favorite passage: He was in love, not delusional. But somewhere along the line he feared they had become the same thing, overlaid like the roots of two trees grown so knotted that they were all but indistinguishable, and impossible to separate without destroying them both.
But then again, I love how you describe Roman losing himself in the ice--and again comparing Deniz to ice in the spring--how it looks all sparkly and temping but will only let you fall in the end. *sobs*
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This might be my favorite passage: He was in love, not delusional. But somewhere along the line he feared they had become the same thing, overlaid like the roots of two trees grown so knotted that they were all but indistinguishable, and impossible to separate without destroying them both.
But then again, I love how you describe Roman losing himself in the ice--and again comparing Deniz to ice in the spring--how it looks all sparkly and temping but will only let you fall in the end. *sobs*
Okay, I'm totally depressed now--but it's gorgeous!