Fics like you hold yourself against the waves (you say the water's fine)

Lance staggers, eyes widening as they spread across the rich hues of purple, which blossom like flowers on a vine. White dots splatter against the colorful void, shining brightly, but they're too far away for Lance to feel their warmth. He finds two other dots against the darkscape, larger than the rest yet still hardly noticeable, each separately colored red and blue. Weird. As they catch his attention, for a split second the stars shine brighter before they fade. His brows knit together. This place is more familiar than the last. A frown takes his lips, and it's as well-known as the scenery that had shifted around him moments before. Lance was never in Cuba, was he? He was always here, always lost in this void. Always separated from his family with a fine line that’s light-years long. He chokes on a heavy sigh and remembers that he doesn’t need to breathe. Not here. Not anymore. In which Lance falls in love, saves Shiro from the astral plane, becomes one of Voltron's leaders pro tem, and finds his home. Not necessarily in that order, but hey, he's trying.

Fics like you hold yourself against the waves (you say the water's fine)

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