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“Shiro…” Lance’s hand had crept up and wrapped around Shiro’s neck. His fingers tightened. “Shiro…”

It all felt surreal, distant. Shiro couldn’t believe this was happening to him again, so maybe it wasn’t. Maybe it was happening to someone else, to a Shiro who lived in his skin but wasn’t him. He wasn’t Shiro the prisoner anymore, the gladiator, the Champion, the test subject. He was Shiro the paladin, the leader, the pilot of the black lion, the guardian of the sky. This wasn’t him, so it wasn’t happening. It couldn’t be happening. Please don’t let it be happening again.

Lance’s fingernails dug into his neck. His breath was harsh and loud under the leaves. “Shiro, stay with me.”

The ships roared by overhead. They were coming back for another pass.

Fan art of this super great fanfic series called Boom Crash the Sound of My Ship by @maychorian (specifically ch5).

This is it, guys, I’m in deep now lol.