There is really something about the way a book is written that captivates you. Like this book. I loved the way it was written, it sounded so naive, so innocent to me.
The tone makes you feel like you are reading something epic, something out of this world, something great. It maybe is. Or it may simply be a story of two young people in love, of this great connection that the two young lovers shared. Either way, it was a good story.
I don't know how to explain it, except that I was charmed by the book. By Vaclav. By Lena. By their magic. It makes you feel good after reading. Almost like you've just woken up from a fairy tale dream. (Yay, le hormones. Teh horror of your words Haf. ~t)