anonymous asked:
Forgotten with the DA (The DA trying to remember faces when they can not remember themselves anymore.)
(Not an AU)
On the other side of the mirror stood a shape.
A shape with grayed skin and strange colors that made them think they were hallucinating.
It had been…how long? They pinched the bridge of their nose. Their free hand pounded on their side of the broken glass. They tried shouting. Maybe the figure could help them!
They couldn't hear their own voice, and the figure tilted his head as he looked into the cracks in the mirror.
The DA–that's what he'd called them, right? They couldn't remember anymore–sank to their knees when the figure didn't move to help them. They should know who he is. Shouldn't they? There was something…familiar, about him. They just. They couldn't put their finger on it.
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