Lances pov:
The glass doors of the healing pod had finally opened, so did my eyes. No one was there.
Why was I in the healing pod? Why am I here again? Who am I again? Again? Again? Why don't I remember? Ow my head hurts.
Now stumbling through the halls towards several bright lights that looked as though they-
3rd person pov
As lance was stumbling through the castle of lions the bright lights covered the mullet wearing figure, the two lost in thought and blindness collided at once, it looked like a scene from a bad movie. "Ow" Lance stuttered out from his lips.
Keith's eyes shot down immediately "OMG LANCE-"
"Who's lance?"
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A silent cry
FanficA langst fanfiction... He lies in the shadows, He cries in the night, His music is loud, His thoughts are louder, His dreams lock him in a internal world of his past, He's a "goofball" Is he? Would a goofball conflict weather he should be alive or...
