Slowly crumpling the note, I sit carefully on my bed.
Keith's gone.
He'd been distracted ever since that message from Hunk and Pidge.
But I never thought he'd actually leave.
He stuck by me, supported me when everyone else was breaking down.
He went with me to Pollux because I needed him, even though Lance had just fled off-planet with that dancer.
But now, he's chasing after Lance. He has barely any chance of finding Lance at all, yet he left, following a winding trail many years cold.
Pidge and Hunk found their dream.
Keith's chasing his.
What's my dream?
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They're together.
I don't believe it.
Keith found Lance.
They sent me a message from some anonymous hotel room.
There are still shadows in their eyes, and Lance is much too thin. Yet, they're both sober, both not drugged - and the same contentment radiates from them that did from Hunk and Pidge.
There is no place in that for me.
There is no place anywhere for me.
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News Reporter: "Today is a sad day for everyone in the Diamond Galaxy, and beyond. Sven, consort to Princess Romelle of Pollux, and former pilot of the Blue Lion of Voltron, died today. Sven, former second in command of the famous Arusian Voltron Force, is the first of that famous team to die. A memorial service will be held --"
~owari~
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