the Dalaverse

Noooooooooo!!!!
Great. Now you have me sobbing. I mean, *really* sobbing all with the tears streaming down my face and the urgent need for handkerchiefs.
This was heartbreaking. I'm so stunned I don't know what to say. *sobbs a bit more*
First of all, I don't have to tell you how marvelous your style of writing is, do I? I love the way you weave the sentences together and the way you throw in metaphors and pictures like jewels.
Then the characterisation. I can only repeat myself over and over again how much I adore your Will. He acts so grown up, calm and caring and jet I still see Orlando Bloom in the role, especially in this part when he suffers so very hard just because Jack is suffering. I never really got Jack/Will but I definately get it in your story. The intensity of their relationship is mindblowing and I love them even more for including James now.
Speaking of James: I love the way you write this fic from his point of view. The way he observes the situation, takes in every little detail and how he tries to be brave when he realizes that Jack and Will are going to leave, all this is very in character.
And Jack. Oh.My.God. What a characterisation! I mean I asked myself before I read this, how for heaven's sake Jack and Will could leave James without making it look like they just don't love him enough.
And then you make Jack a sea addict. Such a simple idea if one thinks about it, but God, the *only* way to convince me that they *had* to leave. Most fics portray Jack's love for the sea as metaphor for Jack's genuin love of freedom, and it still is this in your story, but at the same time he depends on the sea like a drug addict. This is mindblowing.
You nearly killed me with the beginning of this part - Jack in the moonlight, longing so much for the sea that he's starting to hallucinate the curse, James doing just the right thing in waking Will and Will taking care of him - great. Now I'm crying again.
You can't let this end here. Really you can't. You would kill me with that - and then you'd be a widower. Do you want that?!? *wails*. Please don't let it end here, Dala. There is only so much I can take.
I love this story. I have to go now, to read this part again and cry my eyes out a bit more.
Caro