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Review #1, by Felpata Lupin Paradiso

28th December 2016:
I'm here again... in awe again... speachless again... Can I just say "ich liebe dich" and close the review there?

I so loved the story as a whole, and the progression from Inferno to Purgatorio to Paradiso. I loved the love Gellert has for Albus, so powerful, so tragic. I loved, obviously (and to the cost of being repetitive), the poetry and beauty of your writing. I loved the beautiful images you manage to paint with words (I still have no idea how you do it).

I loved the melancholy tone of this chapter, and the image of the cathedral, the candles, the religiousness and theme of grief.

I loved everything, and that's all.

Thank you for sharing your beautiful writing with us and happy holidays once again.
With love,

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Review #2, by Felpata Lupin Purgatorio

28th December 2016:
Hi, Laura.
I thought I'd stop by as a little holiday present. (I was really planning on starting L'Optimisme, but I thought I'd finish this first. You don't mind, do you?)

As always, I'm at a loss for words and just in awe with your beautiful writing... no, honestly, how can you expect a coherent review from me when you give me such burning emotions and beautifully carved sentences?

What I loved the most about this chapter is the depth of Gellert's feelings for Albus and all the memories of what they shared together. Among all the resentment and pain there is so much strong and sincere love and I so loved it.

And of course I loved once again the theme of hope and redemption. There is this constant doubt underlying the chapter, that something can change, that Albus might be right. I guess that's what makes it Purgatorio versus Inferno? (Forgive me if I'm saying things that don't make any sense...)

Guess I'll move to the Paradiso, now, pura e disposta a salire alle stelle :P
See you in a bit,

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Review #3, by marauderfan Paradiso

18th December 2016:
also happy holidays ♥

Okay. I have to say, though, before I begin - when I leave reviews for you, after reading this gorgeous work of art you've written, I feel like I'm about as eloquent as a troll. :P Be prepared for the word 'amazing' about 40x in a row because that's probably what my review will be.

This is a beautiful chapter. Once again there's a marked difference in tone between this and the previous chapter, and in a way the differences between tone in the chapters are the only way the story marks the passage of time. Otherwise, with the stream of consciousness and all the flashbacks and introspection, time is irrelevant to the story. And it's only the difference in narration between chapters one and three that indicates that a lot of time has passed,, and Gellert is still sitting there in prison, trapped with his thoughts. His earlier bitterness got him nowhere, and the lack of remorse he showed earlier didn't really get him anywhere either, as he's still there, alive but with no point to it anymore, and perhaps that's what gives him the feeling that he's still got unfinished business - like, what he's living now can't be all there is left, and I think that's what eventually drives him to feel remorse as he does at the end. In earlier chapters he kind of gave the impression that he wouldn't change a thing, but this chapter I think shows him at his most vulnerable, and I especially loved the part where he wonders how things would have been, how they could have been if only things were different. If they could have stayed together. How he would have changed and how Albus would have changed. This is such an interesting thing to think about, too, because it would have changed basically the whole course of wizarding history - Gellert and Albus' history together had a huge effect on what sort of people they turned out to be. (Like, would there even be a HP series? Probably, but Dumbledore wouldn't have been as invested in Harry's life and wouldn't be near as famous as he is. But I digress.)

I watched everything, drinking it all in: the way the candles played over the old, darkened stone, exposing the rivets carved in the columns, the cracks here and there where time had bitten down and tugged, the sunlight winking and dancing on edges and lines of gold. With every handful of halting, beating steps, stained glass windows would throw a new kaleidoscope across the stone flagons, across the benches and the statues of saints: jigsaws of blue and red, yellow and green and royal, plum purple. - this is probably the most beautiful description I have ever heard.

I don't really have anything else intelligent to say, only that I loved this so much and I'm so glad you were my gifter when we did the gift challenge - I'm very lucky. So glad I had a chance to read this. Thank you so much for this amazing (amazing, amazing, amazing, amazing) story. (I wasn't kidding about all the amazings :P )

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Review #4, by marauderfan Purgatorio

18th December 2016:
(copying this review over from ao3 so you have it in both places :P )

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I'm so sorry it's taken me ages to read this chapter after all the hard work you're doing writing this story for me! But I'm here now and ready to love this chapter.

A question for the philosophers though it will never reach them: the wind will have it first and it will vanish from me forever, lost somewhere amongst the peaks of the Alps, embedded into tiny, diamond snowflakes, coalescing around the spires of mountains ten thousand feet high and a hundred years away. -- there are about a hundred instances of your amazing imagery that I could point out but this one particularly stood out to me. If I quoted all the passages I liked it would be the entire chapter quoted back to you, but I just had to say (for like, the 1000th time I'm sure) how lyrical and beautiful and evocative your writing is. I never fail to get lost in it because it just draws me in so well.

Once again I really love the parallels of the tone of the chapter with the original work. Similarly to how the first chapter had a lot of fire imagery and felt a lot more bitter, this one is sort of... thoughtful, tired, unsure, a bit more vulnerable, and that fits so well with the idea of Purgatory (at least what I know of it.) Gellert is just stuck there, waiting, whether for death or rebirth he can't say. All he can do to pass the time is think, and naturally with not much of a future awaiting him aside from just wasting away in Nurmengard, he thinks a lot about the past. It's simultaneously nostalgic as he thinks about better days, and sad because those days are over, sort of tainted by their falling out, and the knowledge that both of them living the same life as youths went such different ways that Albus ended up respected and admired while Gellert rots in prison. Honestly, it's easy to understand Gellert's perspective here. His lack of remorse aside, he doesn't deny that they did things wrong but why is he the only one made to suffer like that for it? (Of course, he can only guess at how much Albus is tortured by what he did back then. Albus may not be in prison but he's certainly living with a weight on his shoulders.)

The stream of consciousness works SO well for this story, too. That sort of narration kind of takes the reader out of the passage of time and makes it feel unimportant, which is really appropriate for a narrator who's been imprisoned for so long he's probably lost track of time anyway.

So anyway, ah, I love this chapter. Thank you once again for dedicating such a wonderful story to me ♥

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Review #5, by Felpata Lupin Inferno

20th September 2016:
Hello, Aph! Here for our swap! :)

It's a while I was thinking about reading this story (I love the Divina Commedia, and so I was so curious to see what had inspired for you... also because I think Gellert/Albus is so fascinating) so I'm glad of this occasion.

I'm sure I've already told you over and over again, but anytime I read something of yours I never know what to say in my reviews because I'm just speechless at your writing... the way you use words and carve sentences... it's just so unique and poetic and beautiful. I can't help but remain fascinated by it.

I so loved the passion that permeates the chapter, the fire imaginary, the theme of sins and atonement and salvation.

I loved the humanity you gave to Gellert, the little references to his family and childhood, the relationship with Albus, the desire for freedom...

I loved the parallel between the two, how they are opposites and yet so similar, how they are both prisoners of walls and thoughts and past, even if in different ways.

And obviously (even if I've already told you) I loved the style, the writing, the word choosing, the tone of it all.

This is such an incredible piece (just like everything you write) and I'm simply in awe at your talent, just as always!

Thank you for offering to swap! And wonderful job once again! I shall be back!

Much love,

Author's Response: Hey there, Chiara - thank you so much for stopping by! :)

Ahhh, I love the Divine Comedy too! :) I've just started reading it in Italian (slowly, but it's happening!), and it's so good - and Gellert/Albus is so much my thing, so I'm so glad you thought the combination was interesting :)

Thank you so so much - omigosh, I really don't know what to say in response! I love writing - it's something incredibly freeing for me, so it always means a lot when people like my writing, especially because I know it's not for everyone and it's a very heavy kind of style :) So thank you! :)

It was actually so fun to write, with all the fire and the anger and the bitterness - I think because they're very strong emotions and very bright, vibrant kind of ideas (salvation and sin and the possibility of atonement), so they work well together.

Making Gellert human has always been one of my favourite things to do in all of my stories with him - he's strangely delicate in this, I think, even though he's angry, but I loved including his family, how much he hates being in prison, how he still comes back to thinking about Albus. But yeah, I love making him human, so I love that you liked it too :)

Yes! They're exactly opposite - like kings on a chessboard: they do the same things, the same moves, and have the same sets of reasons, except they go in different directions. And they're both imprisoned, really, though for different reasons and in different places. And it means different things to them. They do, though, make such good foils to each other when writing, haha :P They work so well as a pair - agreeing with each other and contradicting each other in the same sentence :P

Thank you so so much for the wonderful review - it was such a lovely thing to get, and I'm so, so glad you liked it (even more so since you like the Divine Comedy too :P)! Thank you! :)

Aph xx

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Review #6, by looneylizzie Inferno

20th September 2016:

How? How do you write such beautiful words? This is simply amazing! Everything of yours that I've read has been so wonderful in its descriptions and style - somehow you paint a vivid image of everything in a way that doesn't just show us what is happening, or what Gellert is imagining, but it's a beautiful piece of artwork as well.

That probably doesn't make sense. Basically, your words create a beautifully crafted watercolor painting, rather than a simple photograph. It's amazing, and I'm extremely jealous. ;)

And then there's Gellert - I love how incredibly complex you've made him! The man we see here is certainly flawed, and yet it's easy to sympathize with him. Yes, he's one messed up evil guy, but at the same time, it's easy to feel the betrayal he suffers from Albus and how much that hurts him.

I particularly loved the ending there - where Gellert was talking about how they'd go into Hell together.

I will drag you down with me, Albus, into the flames and the smoke, coughing and spluttering: we shall climb down the ladder together, traipse along the path to the gates of Hell hand-in-hand, as we have always been and done; as we travelled every road together.

You promised to share immortality with me is this not immortality?


That was inspired. The whole idea of Albus' guilt dragging him down just as Gellert's crimes did is kind of true, and that's just heartbreaking. :(

This chapter feels like Gellert's imprisonment is making him quite philosophical, which is both an honest example of what solitary confinement can do to a person and just a titch amusing. But that just might be me.

Regardless, his philosophical musings (I wouldn't say "arguments" since he's not really debating with anyone) are extremely interesting and definitely leave me with a lot to think about.

Awesome. :D

Oh, and I didn't know that your Albus is half-indian! That's actually really cool and really intriguing! I guess I'm going to have to read your other stories so I can see a bit more of that. ;)

Anyway, this is amazing Laura! I dunno how you write such amazing stuff, but keep it up!

Keep writing!

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Review #7, by marauderfan Inferno

5th September 2016:

Where to start! Aah, this is just... amazing.

I love all the metaphors and imagery and the flame motif that occurs throughout. Your writing style, as always, is incredible - it's so rich and layered and so unique. There are about 50 lines in this chapter I'd love to quote back to you in my review, and most of them are long, and I think it'd probably end up being the whole chapter quoted back to you by the time I finished! But every line you write, every phrase, it's so well crafted and practically a work of art - a complex weaving of description and metaphor in every sentence. I don't know how you do it. You're such a talented writer.

The way this story draws inspiration from the Divine Comedy and mirrors Hell in Gellert's imprisonment in Nurmengard - this is so brilliant and I love the way you wove the themes of suffering and religion and atonement. I find it very believable that Gellert would not regret the actions of his past self nor have any want to atone for them. And in this he seems to have some sort of bitter enjoyment in the idea that Albus is probably trapped in suffering too, guilt about his past. While Gellert is trapped in the physical building of Nurmengard, which is Hell for him, Albus is no less trapped but it's in his own mind, as he can't forgive himself, and that's a brilliant juxtaposition, especially the way you enhanced it by interspersing the fire imagery. The style, and the way you worked those themes together so cohesively, are really admirable.

I also love that you had a few sentences in there about Gellert thinking about his parents and his sisters and brothers. I think, due to the fact that he arrived in Godric's Hollow alone when he met Albus, it's easy to forget that he had a family back home, and that he wasn't just a completely independent, solitary being. What I loved was how something as simple as him remembering his family puts him in such a different context than he is usually portrayed in.

Tell me, what makes something right? ... -- this whole paragraph is so, so good. What does make something right? A question even the philosophers have never figured out, and it's just so interesting here because probably some of those questions apply to Gellert, who, after all, probably thought he was doing the right thing. Its not like his Muggle domination thing was like "Imma just be really evil because I can"; he thought he was doing something for the 'greater good', however deluded he was in its correctness. But yeah, what is it that defines good? The intent? The ratio of beneficial/harmful outcomes? this is just such an interesting thing to think about and I love that you included that subject in here and in this context.

Ooh also I noticed that mention of Albus being half English and half Indian, which I'm sure is a reference to that one-shot you wrote about Kendra (which I loved, btw) and I loved that little connection there :)

Thank you for writing this beautiful story for me. ♥ Your dedication was so sweet, btw! I'm so lucky to have had you as my gifter :) And you're a wonderful friend too! *hugs*

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