CURSE MY WORK TO THE DEPTHS OF THE SHARK-INFESTED OCEAN FOR ONLY LETTING ME GET TO THIS NOW. I WILL MAKE UP FOR IT BY SPAZZING AT LENGTH.


Oh god, Mystery Author. I love this fic to bits and pieces. From that first "O" in "One" to the last tiny *, there's nothing about it I don't adore. Each of these pieces alone would be brilliant – the fact that there are FIVE OF THEM, five completely equally compelling facets of different realities, five tantalising glimpses into what could have been, each fleshed out enough to make you see the whole shape of that potential future yet compact enough to make you crave more, to actually see each future play out… that's what makes it a fucking masterpiece.

I'm totally blown away by how completely each of these pieces draws you in. I felt torn to leave each one, almost reluctant to dive into a new possibility because I loved the current one so damn much – and then you went and made the next one just as awesome in its own right, sweeping me up all anew. I love the rhythm of it all, the caleidoscopic quality of these flashes, shifting and beckoning with alternate possibilities. Each of these futures… so there, so utterly possible, drawing a whole different life for these characters in its wake. I'm babbling but I don't fucking care. I'm in love with this premise, and with your execution.

And your characterisation, OMG! I love you so much for giving Marc this space, for fleshing out these tidbits of a life that Show only gave us hints and nuggets of; but most importantly I'm in awe of your characterisation of him. You've captured him so achingly well in all of these scenarios – all the vulnerabilities and the scars, his sense of humour and his keen awareness of people and the scars they're trying to hide. So private and guarded and careful and yet at the same time so bewilderingly open, so ready to open his heart again to someone who's never really left it. You fucking rock at being Marc Hagendorf!

Argh, this general blathering isn't working. I need to go into detail ;)