Where is the disco ball? Consider, then, the possibility that we are inside it." I'm going to be hearing that in my head for a long time. There is so much to this story, so many layers I am already looking forward to reading it again. I was close to tears several times not so much from sadness but from the incredible depth of emotion. Justin's dream moved me beyond words. His persepctive on Brian, the subtle hints at the toll Brian's illness are taking on him are all brilliant. A fabulous story. And stangely another where I think I might know who wrote it.
Sometimes Brian can be a fucking coward, and other times he's one of the bravest men Justin has ever known. Brian turns around, looking down at him. The move forced Justin to release his shoulders, but he rested them against where arms joined shoulder. Bones feel remarkably hard without the padding of meat, of life. Another stunning image I couldn't resist quoting. And I love the description of them getting ready.