I have read one hell of a lot of Marauder fics, and I hold no qualms about loudly declaring:
This one is the best. It just is.
Brilliantly mixed with short quotes which are not remotely distracting, and excerpts from various other peices of information - the "unfinished" nature of most of them seems to make it look like sirius' vague memory - am I right?
Your poetic language in the prose is fabolous. I always love fics that have a character contemplating events, but they always end up reciting the obvious or making something up to fill in the gaps. I really admire your talent for making the poetic writing and imagery last without remotely repeating yourself.
Why aren't there more fics like this?
This is brilliant! This is different, but nontheless brilliant! It's - great!
First of all, Happy Birthday dearest Noldo.
Second of all, I admit that despite the fact that you are a decade behind me in age, you are lightyears ahead of me in inteligence and insight. I would never in a million years be able to come up with anything so complex or moving.
This is absolutely beautiful, I could never boast understanding even half of the meaning. But I was left with some impressions. So I'll share what I can and hope you don't laugh at me too much ;)
The first part reminded me of "Road Less Traveled" by Robert Frost. The imgery of all the footpaths, the different options a person can take. But unlike Frost's traveler, Sirius doesn't take any paths, it seems like he doesn't really have a choice. Instead of moving towards one decision or another, he's stationary, and the options/consequences approach him instead. At first I made this connection, I thought this was maybe a missing moment from OotP. That Sirius was sneaking out of Grimmauld place, forced to remain where he was for the sake of everyone else... but I think the imagery works just as well in the Marauder setting.
The phrase tabula rasa really struck me. The image of a clean slate, so much potential, so many options.
Then we come to the snippets of conversations. Minerva McGonagall, Lily Potter, Remus, Sirius, James... all characters we want to know more about. What's going through their minds, what are they feeling in this time of unrest. I watched the dates slip from 7th year to after Harry's birth and it makes it all so, surreal. I appreciate the different formatting for each section, as if each comment comes from a different direction. Different posision, different opinion... very moving.
And I loved the picture of Marlene McKinnon. The physical description to the characteristics. That she liked long cigarettes and leather jackets give you so much more to think about than saying Marlene was this or that.
I also particularily like the phrase, euphonious clichés because it's so sad, but so true. I've been working as a deacon in my church for the last year, and have had to attend several funerals now, and it's always the same. Regret, hopefulness, sadness, rememberances, laughter and sorrow. But who would want it any other way?
Like I said, obviously I missed several important parts, but these sections called out to me specifically. Excellent work dear!