This is a masterpiece.
This is the most beautiful fic I have ever read. I actually cried, real tears rolling on my cheeks, and I am about as prone to expressing emotions as Snape. The echo of WW1's trenches, the atmosphere you built, the growth of the characters and the love you put in building them... It is an amazing piece of work, as you are obviously aware. You were definitely touched by grace as you penned this. Draco's suffering brought to mind "Johnny got his gun" (It's a movie, an old one, if you have no idea what I am talking about.) Ron is... marvelous in this. My eloquence completely fails me. This comment says so much less than it should. Thank you.