Experimental fic inspired by mistaken identity on Ao3 by Antartique! Go check it out!


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He's like a son to her, even though that's probably not true, they look nothing alike. She finds him in the golden light, the piece of the puzzle that no one has and she smiles. She smiles so soft and warm and yet it's also very well practiced. She teaches him how the same way she was taught by people much kinder than her, she says.

He practices hard. He can't let her down. No more. The world has done that.