The Weaver of Distant Stars
She fell asleep,
and woke beneath distant stars.
In a world half-remembered,
half-imagined,
she wove light into broken fates,
and carried strangers in her soul.
She fought not for glory,
but for a love that was never meant to be hers.
Some stories are never finished.
Some dreams are never truly left behind.
And some-
some are written forever across the stars.
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"She crossed the threads of the world-and left a story behind."
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🌌 Author's Note
At first glance, this might look like a self-insert isekai.
A girl wakes up in a fantasy world she knows too well, surrounded by the characters she once controlled. Magic hums through her veins. Danger crackles on the horizon. A certain silver-haired vampire watches her a little too closely.
But this story is more than escapism. It's more than romance. It's more than a dream come true.
It's about what happens after the dream.
About the creeping weight of memory, and what it means to forget who you used to be.
About the quiet ache of loving people who were never meant to be real.
And the question that echoes long after the last page:
If you lost the way home... would you still want to go back?
This fanfiction is my love letter to Baldur's Gate 3, to found family, to falling in love with stories-and to those of us who've ever wished we could fall into the world that saved us.
So, if you've found your way here... welcome.
Take my hand.
There are stars waiting for us.
-Koda ✨
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Disclaimer: I do not own Baldur's Gate 3 or any associated characters. All rights belong to Larian Studios. This is a transformative, non-commercial fanfiction created with love and respect for the game and its world.
