Darkest Knight is an eccentric young colt with a curious aversion to others. Behind the closed doors of reality and psyche, what could be plaguing him? And, more importantly, are the citizens of Ponyville at all prepared to deal with the revelation?
You have a very strong story -- you beautifully write the love from Lyra to Bon Bon. In your bio, you mention that you are a poet; your lyrical style (and love for what sounds good) shines through. You've left me melancholy with this story; well done!
When you next write a story, please have someone proofread it for typos. Here's the ones I quickly noticed:
Alot of them -> A lot of them (and elsewhere in the document)
but my speciality is -> but my specialty is
into her patients eyes -> into her patient's eyes
held their tounge -> held their tongue
the small filly; Those eyes -> the small filly; those eyes
giggled and snickerd -> giggled and snickered
stopped it's rapid beating -> stopped its rapid beating
her side of the the bed -> her side of the bed
at all their birthday's -> at all their birthdays
One was a chocolate cupcakes -> One was a chocolate cupcake
Hm... well, Chip Unicorn there seemed to get the errors that I spotted as well. It could certainly use some cleaning up and editing before you try to submit it again. It's probably mostly the grammatical/spelling errors you've got that have been holding this fic back, but apart from them and the subject matter (I'm not a huge fan of sad fics) I don't see too many things wrong with it. The ending was particularly nice.
loved the story even though it was really sad. and the ending was very creative. 5 stars definitely
This REALLY needs proofreading. It's a lovely story and I hate to be constantly distracted by poor sentence structure and improper use of punctuation.
You have a very strong story -- you beautifully write the love from Lyra to Bon Bon. In your bio, you mention that you are a poet; your lyrical style (and love for what sounds good) shines through. You've left me melancholy with this story; well done!
When you next write a story, please have someone proofread it for typos. Here's the ones I quickly noticed:
Alot of them -> A lot of them (and elsewhere in the document)
but my speciality is -> but my specialty is
into her patients eyes -> into her patient's eyes
held their tounge -> held their tongue
the small filly; Those eyes -> the small filly; those eyes
giggled and snickerd -> giggled and snickered
stopped it's rapid beating -> stopped its rapid beating
her side of the the bed -> her side of the bed
at all their birthday's -> at all their birthdays
One was a chocolate cupcakes -> One was a chocolate cupcake
Hm... well, Chip Unicorn there seemed to get the errors that I spotted as well. It could certainly use some cleaning up and editing before you try to submit it again. It's probably mostly the grammatical/spelling errors you've got that have been holding this fic back, but apart from them and the subject matter (I'm not a huge fan of sad fics) I don't see too many things wrong with it. The ending was particularly nice.
Poor Lyra though.
May the Grace of the Valar Protect You
Shire Folk