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A Falling Star Fell from Your Heart (and Landed in My Eyes) by thebeebard
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
13 Dec 2024
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“How old were you when you were turned?” You ask gently, hoping the push doesn’t cause him to shut down and dawn the mask once again. Every crack in his façade makes you want to peer behind those walls all the more.
“I’m…not sure, to be honest,” he says after a pause.
You stare back at the fire, contemplating. You don’t want to push too far and lose this moment, but something is dawning on you. Even the youngest elven city officials you’d heard about were old enough to have outlived most of their human colleagues twice over. Humans are notoriously bad at estimating the ages of longer-living races, often having trouble telling between even a one hundred year old and a two hundred year old. For an elf to be young enough for most humans to realize they even were young…
“Astarion is still your child name, isn’t it,” you say, more a statement of fact than a question.
Another pause.
“...yes. Yes it is.”
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- Part 1 of Starsong
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A Falling Star Fell from Your Heart (and Landed in My Eyes) by thebeebard
Word Count: 105,088
Completed: 2024-12-13
Work/Series ID: 56943190Relationship Tags:
• Astarion/Tav (Baldur's Gate)
• Astarion (Baldur's Gate)/Original Female Character(s)
• Astarion (Baldur's Gate)/Original Character(s)Work Summary:
“How old were you when you were turned?” You ask gently, hoping the push doesn’t cause him to shut down and dawn the mask once again. Every crack in his façade makes you want to peer behind those walls all the more.
“I’m…not sure, to be honest,” he says after a pause.
You stare back at the fire, contemplating. You don’t want to push too far and lose this moment, but something is dawning on you. Even the youngest elven city officials you’d heard about were old enough to have outlived most of their human colleagues twice over. Humans are notoriously bad at estimating the ages of longer-living races, often having trouble telling between even a one hundred year old and a two hundred year old. For an elf to be young enough for most humans to realize they even were young…
“Astarion is still your child name, isn’t it,” you say, more a statement of fact than a question.
Another pause.
“...yes. Yes it is.”
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/56943190/chapters/144797533