our heartbeats becoming slow by @ladytharen

She didn’t like to think of it but – her mother, her father, and Saw – they were all wisps of memory to her now, and little more. Their memories were feather light, admonitions and gentle advice mixed together with their deaths, and she had learned her lessons well.

But she’d made a mistake.

She’d held on to Cassian.

Read this at mollivander’s AO3.

It’s almost Halloween and who doesn’t love a good story that is lyrical and haunting the way this one is. I cried and laughed and cried again this story was so good. Mind the warnings and author’s note but this story is lovely, heart-breaking and oh so hopeful. I hope I did the story a little bit of justice. 11/10!