Prologue

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KLANCE FANFIC

Keith's POV

I smile softly as I approach the farm I have come to see only in the photos Lance has been spamming me and the others with. I sigh as I walk up towards the doorway. It's been quite a few years since we have seen each other. I wonder if he still has the same haircut or if he grew it out? Maybe he got a mullet. I chuckle at my own though as I shake my head. He'd never get one of those. Just, I never knew how much I actually missed him.

After the first couple of years of attending the memorial on the day the war ended, I started having to cancel. My humanitarian efforts have been getting to be so much.

Technology has made it possible to visit so many more solar systems and planets. Many torn apart by the Galra. The Blades and I have been working so hard to help these races along with the new Galra Empire which has joined the Voltron Alliance.

But this one particular day, a few other Blades and I ended up getting caught in a snare. We had just landed on a planet. There were no particular signs of life until after we had landed. The natives were cruel and vile. They tried tearing us to shreds no matter what we tried. I ended up losing my leg in the process.

This farm; Lance, maybe he can help me. I sigh as I slowly walk up towards the door. The pathway leading up to the home is a honeyish colored gravel with flower fields on both sides. The scene is pretty and serene. The air smells of the fragrant flowers that sway in the fields. Their beautiful sparkly purple petals blow in the wind as I admire them. The golden glow of the now setting sun reflects on them making them seem as if they are made of delicate glass.

I sigh as I watch as they dance. I sigh again and walk up to the house knocking on the door and stand there and waiting for someone to answer. 

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