I've read this twice now. I'll let it sit, and then I'll return to it, and I know I'll return to it again. I don't really know why this hit me as it did. I'll be spending some time mulling it over, rereading this, in order to help me figure myself out. Funny, that.
I read the ending of this as a draft yesterday, and now I'm reading the ending in the final product, and I've thought of it at least a dozen times. I have my ideas about what this builds to, and what it's trying to say, and there's a depth here that's… almost alarming. One layer is the fascinating exploration of a kind of museum tailored to a guilty man. And underneath that, I think one thing this does is not just point out one of the many problems of being human, but in a beautiful way shows us a solution. That's too rare, I'm used to being told about infinite problems with no solution. And I do not at all believe that's all this piece is saying, or succeeds at doing.
There are so so so many ways this could have gone wrong, or even have just been less. But not a toe out of line, not a beat of a misstep.
God, I'm glad this site exists. This is why it exists, to give enough of a setting and world to launch any kind of writing. This is one of the pinnacle works on this site demonstrating why this site, setting, and lore are unique and enable what I genuinely believe to be in the best creative writing on the internet.
This is *great.* And I do not mean that in a little sense.