This is het like I've never read before. And am doubtful to ever read again. Just. Unbelievable. I wasn't kidding when I said (I hope I said!!!) at Azkatraz that I was really looking forward to your Games fic. I mean, I've loved your Games fics in quiet but massive way. I know you said you were in the middle of it and trying to finish--but good lord--how do you stop writing something like this and manage to stop it and then pick it up again and have it come out so unspeakably jaw-droppingly GOOD???
It's like pure concept--but not, because it's got all the frills--the scents, the half-steps, the glances, the feel of the twitch of the smile on his face--I mean, it's got all the details but it's like, 3100 words?!? Holy genius! And--and--you make canon subversively agreeable! It's not so much genderbending as much as canonbending, huh? Like, I totally can't believe at the effortless feeling, the brevity, the convincing--compelling--alternative you present to the epilogue here. It doesn't stray--but it bends. Now that's thrice-turned, huh??