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I burned through this in a day. Truly spectacular work. Gay, sci-fi, enemies-to-lovers, with such beautiful correspondence on loneliness and longing, and just enough spy novel cheekiness to keep things light, especially in the early portions. The difficulty of leaving what you know, what has made you, directed you, and protected you, leaving for that which you truly love is impossible to anticipate before you do it. I think it’s wonderfully easy, however, to feel the development of a connection which would warrant that leap over the course of their relationship of writing, dancing into danger with the echoes of each other, impressions and memories they must create outside of direct experience. In absence of their bodies they are still, to each other, ever present, and such is love.
I burned through this in a day. Truly spectacular work. Gay, sci-fi, enemies-to-lovers, with such beautiful correspondence on loneliness and longing, and just enough spy novel cheekiness to keep things light, especially in the early portions. The difficulty of leaving what you know, what has made you, directed you, and protected you, leaving for that which you truly love is impossible to anticipate before you do it. I think it’s wonderfully easy, however, to feel the development of a connection which would warrant that leap over the course of their relationship of writing, dancing into danger with the echoes of each other, impressions and memories they must create outside of direct experience. In absence of their bodies they are still, to each other, ever present, and such is love.