I Found You Anyway

There are some things the heart remembers before the mind ever can.

A familiar voice.
A constellation in the night sky.
A feeling of having loved someone long before you ever met them.

Phuwin doesn't know why Pond feels like a memory.

He only knows that some things about him feel painfully familiar-and that, for reasons he cannot explain, being near him feels a little like coming home to somewhere he has never been.

Perhaps some stories are written in ink.

Perhaps some are written in the stars.

And perhaps, no matter how much time passes, some people will always find their way back to each other.

Story idea by phuphuwrites on X