This is the second time I've read this, and I can't believe I didn't review the first time. It's so haunting, and lyrical...almost reads like a poem or something. The versatility of your plots and writing styles continues to amaze.

That was a strange mix of humor and angst and tragedy. And yet somehow it worked. That was really unlike any fic I have yet read. The descriptions were superb and you did a really good job painting a picture for us. Lovely story.

Wow. As I began reading this my first thought was,"Yay! Kodiak wrote a whumper!" This was quickly supplanted by, "Rodney stubbornly trailing a blanket behind him; much like a tired toddler..." making me snort and go "aw" at the same time.

Then I kept reading, and all my initial responses were quickly swept away to be replaced by an overwhelming depression. What a sad, morose fic. But in a good way!

Alerts are down, and I had to dig through a lot of SHWEIRY shmut fic to find this had posted. Glad I made the effort. You are always worth it. Thanks muchly.