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I have just sobbed my way through this last chapter Nuit. I guess I was already in a pretty emotional state. I feel privileged to have been able to take those flowers to Joe's grave for you and I only wish you could have been there with me. I think he's resting in peace and it was good to see he hasn't been forgotten.

I like that you gave Evie a chance for a new life and some hope after everything she went through. What a courageous strong woman she was and what an enduring love she had. And what a wonderful wonderful story you gave us, heartbreakingly sad but so beautiful in all its realness. Thank you. XX

The last line...has me all misty eyed. :(

Chapter 12
I have to say the story of the Kelly Gang never came together for me in the movie the way it has in your story now. It all crystallized this chapter, like now I can see each hard edge as well as the pattern of the whole. I have a sense of the story – how it unfolded.

The two of them in the bath, the pain of Joe’s body having itself been beaten in to the armor like steel to become that warrior that he doesn’t feel the same about being now that he has her to love. it hurts to read it but nothing like it is to hear Joe screaming in the bush.

I knew how right you got it in that scene, because instead of being inside Evie’s skin, I was inside Joe’s. Feeling his feelings I feel like I know what the word jagged means now.

Chapter 13

Even as I want to say something about the next chapter, I have to say I feel like I’m on a horse that’s out of control. Or like I’m holding onto that train. I’m pulling on the reins as hard as I can to keep it from going on, I just want it to slow down and stop.

I find it hard to write about this like anything I say could only diminish it.

I want to say I love them being at their tree and Evie speaking for herself. It does seem a million years ago they were there last.

Their last time together – well its just perfect. Breathless and tender and painful and desperate and gorgeous and everything all mixed up.

I don’t know what to say about the end except that yoiui and Joe and Evie are all a lot braver than me. I am squinting up my eyes, like in the movies at a scary part, trying not to see and to see at the same time. I know now what its like to be ripped in two. And I’m still grateful to have read it.

Jesus! Loved your writing as always. The touches of humour in the blackest circumstances. The red parrot saying Ned Kelly. The cock crowing :) but mostly I sobbed and sobbed my way through this chapter. It's definitely the best one and the most real. The descriptions of the circus and the surrealness of the Glenrowan Inn and the atmosphere were just wonderful and the emotion of Joe and Evie, their lovemaking and the relationship between them, brilliant. Heartrending the situation they are in. Her being stopped at the door when she wanted to go to him, the inevitabilty of it all. I expect I will read this story over and over if I can ever stop sobbing long enough to see the screen.

Oh Nuit... I had my heart in my mouth when Evie was racing to find Joe, taking the gun off him, the way she just knows him, that desperation of the whole situation. The time they spend alone together, in the room and then outside, knowing yet refusing to believe what's coming... You have just plunged us in the middle of it all, relentlessly bringing closer what we dread. I cried my heart out for both of them when they took leave...

In this chapter, luv, you have written some of the best scenes of this wonderful story. I probably read the section where Joe comes back physically and emotionally depleted a dozen times. That scene is so heartrending yet so beautifully written. My heart literally skipped a beat at the 'vision' of Joe almost broken...but not quite. The plans for the armor and the eventual showdown with the police see him coming alive again, but Evie knows he is tortured. When she confronts him we see a side of Joe that makes the reader ache for him. As for Aaron's betrayal, well the hurt there is surely the worst thing that Joe has had to face. I can't tell you how sad I am that this story is nearing the end. It is without a doubt one of the most beautifully written stories I have ever read:)

Another great chapter, Nuit. I love how you've taken those snippets from the newspapers and woven in that bit of humour, God knows there's not that much to laugh about at this point... The Telegraph Office was a nice touch too (that belt coming off - guh!), and how Joe finally let Evie in. The people all helping them with the armour, joining in 'the cause', the way you describe the emotional impact on Joe of Aaron's betrayal. Powerful.

very exciting. Can't wait for the rest.

You know, it was with this chapter that it hit me how fitting your story title truly is. Visions of Joe couldn't be a more perfect way to describe this story, the observing of Joe through Evie's eyes, the haunting images of a young man tortured by friendship, duty, addiction and love. I can't praise you enough for bringing the real Joe into this story, the haunted, desperate Joe and not just the cocky womanizer we saw in the film. The scene where Evie finds him suffering from withdrawal is so painful and real it makes you ache. But it's the conversation with Aaron that had me wanting to weep. When he tells Evie to take Joe and go away you can't help but love Aaron even though we know that his misguided loyalty to Joe will be disastrous later on. You've created a tale so full of real and vivid 'visions' that very few people can achieve and you deserve the highest praise for this beautifully moving story. Bravo, my friend, another brilliant chapter has left me desperate for more:)

I have to say that I love reading this series. I check back every time I'm online for an update. It's just so well written. There are times you really can visualize everything you describe in the story. Thanks for writing such a great fic.