Can love really last a lifetime? Perhaps, if you can name it as your own. This is a story about names, transformations, and the things we inherit.
This is not a bestiality fic, in case you were wondering. This marvelous story combines a clever—and highly satisfying—plot twist with a gorgeous musing on the nature of love and what it means to be with someone while knowing them truly intimately. It’s sensuous, sad, and hopeful all at once. The enumeration of Minerva’s names in the fic is poetry, and it encompasses everything about how she becomes who she is in the piece (and in canon.) The tenderness and care between the characters is breathtaking.
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