God, just so painful and true and wonderfully written -- but what really strikes me is the freshness you crate. You prove time and again that there are ways to view the tiniest scenes after years that can resonate as if they've never been seen.

That's what keeps this fandom alive.

And now? For the parts that slayed (heh) me: Make him swallow it down, chew—‘cause he’s not exactly living off quiche. I heard Darla snarl. Great voice.

He rolled away the rocks in your heart; he, your beautiful boy, came to life in the empty tomb of you. that killed me.