Okay! Things make a lot more sense in this chapter in terms of the non-linear story line. I AM NOT CONFUSED ANYMORE, except for a minor detail, but in this chapter and the previous one you say April a couple of times and I'm not sure if you meant to write Apricot?
Anyways, so, yes the childhood story time is still precious. The imagery with the blue flame = gorgeous. Just so unbelievably pretty. And Molly describing Serenity Hill. Oh my god, just it sounds like such a beautiful place and I want to be there and be safe and walk around barefoot. Perce is still super sweet and I love how Charlie elbowed him for breathing too loudly. Oh, boys...so lovely.
Like I said, I finally understand Apricot now and I love her interactions with Charlie. She is such a fascinating character and she's almost dragon-like in her qualities. Like this line, "Apricot's roar of fury was short and sharp...". She's kind of fierce and wild. I love her and I love that she calls him Charles. And the end with his name tag and his fingers blotting out the letters, making them real just oh my gosh, your words! How do you come up with these brilliant descriptions? You are a genius.
Author's Response: jah! godt. And also not good, ugh. So in my last review response you know how I said I wrote these characters before? WELL her name was April then, and I went through and thought I'd gotten all of them changed. ALAS! I'll go back through v. soon and fix that, THANK YOU FOR POINTING IT OUT. But I am also glad that the non-linear stuff is making more sense ;)
I feel like a broken record at times, but I imagined Serenity Hill without a story for it. I think it was so beautiful and perfect that I really felt the rest of the imagery had to live up to it in a way, plus, I was using this fic as an exercise in description. Apparently with some amount of success :P
Also I know that /I/ wrote it but I just laughed out loud at the idea of Charlie elbowing poor Perce for breathing too loudly--it is SUCH a kid thing to do and so stupid but great. Ah, I love kids.
You're not the first one to point out how much Apricot is like a dragon but you are as right as everyone else. I didn't even /realize/ this when I was writing it, I just wanted to give some element of reality to the quirky OC trope, and she happened. She is quite wild, you're right, but I think also softened by her attempts to be civilized, whenever they happen, and her love for Charlie. They're really best pals at heart, kind of soul mates. I'm thinking of writing a short story collection of theirs, because I think they deserve more of my time, but then, I look at my page and weep because all the WIPs.
This isn't an uncommon experience, but at my elementary school, which was extremely small, our teachers made plaques for our cubbies. They were usually hand-written. I remember once leaning down to mine--I was number 5 in the class, and it was small--and having the notion that if I covered up the letters on my name, or half of it, nobody would know whose cubby it was. Completely flawed notion of course, but I remember pulling a finger off the dot on the "i" in my name and thinking myself its grand permission to exist. There's something that has stuck with me the same way the story of the Wizard has stuck with Charlie, I think.
YOU ARE A GENIUS. You're too kind, Missy, thank you so much for reviewing and I'm glad you're enjoying it so far!