Hi Harry,
Mailice back with another review!
Wow, now we have reached a bit of a smaller part, but at least it continues where it left off in the first part.
I didn't expect us to jump right into a puzzle that turns out to be a short poem. Before I sit down and try to solve it for myself, is it possible to read out the "meaning" for the reader? So, as written, this part was a bit shorter than the previous ones and therefore felt that we moved a bit faster here. I mean, six hours have passed since part one and now we have this riddle poem in front of us and I don't think Rajsina will come back with a result right now. I'm very curious to see what Evelyn will do if that's the case, because she doesn't really look like she has much patience left. That also shows me that this is something that has definitely been going on for a while and didn't just start yesterday.
This part was more like a middle ground to the next bigger point and think it would have been good too if it had maybe merged with the first part or the last. You're jumping from one cliffhanger to the next and it's more like a filler episode of a series. Nevertheless, I liked the chapter, especially because of the insight of Evelyn and the fact that you could see more of her.
Other points I noticed while reading:
She paused to give Rajsina the most withering glare that she could muster and stalked over to the area where they were poring over a map that presumably led to the door.
I'm pretty sure everyone reading this part has also read the previous one, so this isn't directly a criticism, but more a comment that with "she" you create a new kind of mystery for those who don't know it's Evelyn. I would try to start with the name rather than the pronoun.
“It is a riddle of some kind Evelyn,” replied the man.
Here comes a comma after the Evelyn.
The Casry Woods. Not a place for a picnic but would make sense to hide something like this. This is going to be fun. Written in a few spots on the map were several sentences in a very fine cursive. The ink was a very light greyish color, barely legible with how faint it was. Either that’s faded or whoever wrote this liked light grey far too much. The biggest feature of the map however, was the most puzzling.
I think I mentioned it more at the beginning, but this alternation between the thoughts and the narration, despite the italics for the thoughts, sometimes makes it seem more halting than making it into a new paragraph. But that's also a matter of taste. But still, I really enjoyed your description here of the map.
Have fun writing!
Mailice
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