While I can't say that the writing is flawless -- the style doesn't really mesh my taste -- but by the end of the day, this is a brilliant reincarnation fic. Simply because I read it with heavy feeling, like my heart is being stabbed by knives, and those kind of emotions can be more important to me ...
Really really adored this piece of fic. Haven't read that many Merthur fanfics that surprised me in such a (good) way. This is rather one of them. Loved it, although it had its weaknesses here and there.
Brilliant Merthur reincarnation fic. The jagged edges of Tony and Emory's personalities draw blood as they're trying to figure out how they fit together, spurred along by fragmented, unwanted, memories. It is isn't flawless, but close enough, really.