Every word here is perfect.
Every line reads like poetry.
Not a single one wasted. Read this.
That is all.
Actually, that's not all.
I'm gonna go all writer on you guys now. So, sometimes you read a story and it transports you to somewhere entirely new, and entirely unexpected, and it's wonderful. And the reader in you loves it. And the writer in you curls up in a little ball and says, "Why didn't you think of that? Get me more wine."
But, you guys, it's not the plot. Plot, meh. It's the execution
of it. It blows you away, and makes you feel inspired and inadequate all at the same time. Am I gushing? Fuck, I'm gushing, and I don't even care.
Read it slowly. Let it work it's magic.
It will haunt you.