This is most of my personal GW fic rant, which is not so much a manifesta as a drinking game.
I really only posted this to try out my new icon. Please don't anyone make a voodoo doll of me...When I eventually release some GW fic into the nets, you will see I commit plenty of infelicities of my own. Just not these particular ones.
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GEM COLORS: Because eyes are not eyes, but jewels. )
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Treize was a man who cared so deeply that no one could understand him.
Somehow I don't think this is the reason we can't understand him.
the steely flints [flinty steels?] of his eyes struck sparks that fell into limpid pools and fizzled
As you should know by now, this sentence is only acceptable if it takes place in a 6x9 fic. For true verisimilitude, it will take place in a disco.
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