I came here recently, linked from the guest strip in QC (and if you don't read QC, start now)! At first, the love story drew me in. I'm neither gay nor female, but that sense of love, especially young love, is something you never forget. That, and I was the only non-catholic at an all boy's Jesuit high school. I was the AV crew. A total geek, nerd and outcast. The only advantage to being non-catholic was that I was excused from religion class, and got to run lights and sound when they held mass in the auditorium. And if you think Sister Mary was bad, you never met Fr. Greer!
I went through the whole damn archive in a little less than 36 hours. Coming up on the twist, I think my heart was close to bursting with joy for Fiona! Then came the horrible denial and heartwrenching pull back to the real world. I was crying, not for the first time, but I couldn't stop for a while. The story really touched me.
Now, post-twist, I'm in it for another reason. Sure, I want Lia to be found, and happiness to break out (it will, won't it?) but it's appealing to my sci-Fi/fantasy side more than the romantic in me. I mentioned this somewhere else, too, but it reminds me of one of my favorite authors, Clifford Simak. He was a pulp author through the 50's and 60's (I think), and he had a real knack for character driven work. He'd take a real, relatively normal person, in a normal situation, then everything would slip sideways into some bizarre alternate reality, where the "hero" would overcome "normality" and save the day. Or at least, his skin. And here we have Fiona, showing her new found strength, pulling together a band of revolutionaries, and soon saving the day. Well, I hope at least saving Don. Lia would be good, too.
At the very least, she's saving me. I've been stuck in a loveless relationship for half my life now, and I've finally made some decisions. Nothing heroic, but it's a start. As a man who decided that he could live without love ("you can get used to anything" was my motto), this story has reminded me that it's not worth giving up on love. Fi could have given up. We all could have, at some point, and I actually did for quite a while. But can you really call it living?
Anyway, I'm in for the long haul. And this has got to be the best webcomic forum I've seen yet! Thanks, everyone.