Candied Secrets- A. Morozova

White and black, light and dark, ying and yang. The concept of perfect balance in two opposites created to fit perfectly together.

That's not how real life works at all, though. Alina Starkov may have been the sun summoner: young, inexperienced, naive to a fault, idealistic, fierce, stubborn, loyal, a powerful woman and so very different and similar to the black General... Still, she lacked some fundamental qualities of character to even try balancing the Generals broken pieces and understand that their serrated edges were not to be pieced together in a mockery of what is long lost, nor dulled into harmlessness, nor fought with holy fire. Alina could have shone her light through the shards of his being and created prisms of light, but priorities of hers were glaringly different.

I don't believe that a mistake of Alina Starkovs was what enabled my connection to him- it wasn't a mistake, it was a fundamentally unfitting personality to the needs of his soul. A soul that was starved of freedom and acceptance and companionship. A mind that sought an equal in understanding and intellectuality. If Alina couldn't shine her light through his broken glass soul then I would rearrange his shards myself to catch what the moon spared in Aleksanders starless night, matter not the threat of splinters and cuts.

There were just three conditions I had: His faith, his respect and his protection.

This is a fanfiction of the Grishaverse (Leigh Bardugos work, not mine)

Ps: The rating for shadowandbones 14.05.2023 is 69. I'm taking that as a compliment.