Oh, Femme, this fic broke me into a thousand pieces. Shredded me emotionally ( but in a good way) and I've had this window open since your fic was posted so that eventually I could come back to it and try to comment semi-intelligently.
Teddy. BROKE me. BROKE. He was my one hope, y'see, apart from the Snarry bit, and even after ... however many days it's been since I read this fic, I still, even now, cry for him.
I loved this. Loved that even with the cloying blanket of hopelessness and despair, we somehow find the faintest glimmer of hope, even though that hope is itself a bit desperate. Oddly enough, for me, dystopia!fics can tend to be too oppressive, where even the hope isn't hopeful, but this one was different. I wanted to hope, but was afraid to because every time I did drum up the courage to 'feel better', you'd pull me down again with something unexpected, but I didn't feel beaten down or hopeless, just...... very veeeery cautious.
Really, I thought this was stunning and complex and real. Beyond that, well, I'm still a bit shattered. *rueful grin*