This is the third time I've read it, and I'm mesmerized. I could read it thirty more times, I think, and still see something new. I kinda want to take it and analyse it to death, all the echoes answering themselves, all the enigmas and questions. That's how awesome this fic is.

I love that you use a negative space metaphore; I love to use negative space metaphores to describe writing, fanfic writing which this one definitly fits in, and in this case it flows so very well with the thematics. I also love the fugue-like quality of the writing, the way each paragraph echo the other paragraph, variation on a theme, progressing in spiral getting closer. Getting father.

I also love the peculiarity of each voice, they stand out with their own musicality and rhythm, and your writing is gorgeous. I think my favourite are Tom's and Bella's, for the vividness of their voice, and also Molly's.

Thematically this is just brillant and exquisitely insightful. It feels like you took the challenge in my little drabble, and raised it up ten times, deepened it in a complex mise en abyme. I'm stunned.

I wonder if it's meant to look like a substraction.