She dreamt of rivers, the comfort of her youth; she dreamt of wandering while the world changed around her and she remained the same until the weight of time felt like a stone crushing her chest with every breath. Sometimes she thought she felt touch, gentle as it offered her morsels of food, sips of water, but it couldn’t be. It couldn’t.
How dreams become reality, and yet they still feel like dreams.
No archive warnings apply. Pre-canon, first meetings, romantic fluff, introspection, soft smut (barely there really), getting together
Andy/Quynh | ~2000 words | Teen
What I loved: Quynh’s POV! This is such a soft introduction for both of them and it got me a bit choked up. Tender!!
The author is on Tumblr as @strangehighs and has written other fic for the Old Guard!