Alec does not know what he is. He is neither the sun nor the moon, long since condemned to watch them from below and want. Caught between two celestial beings who call him into their orbit. His parabatai and his something. His lover? It is this confusion, the fear of the dark, that Alec fails to grasp. It is the familiarity of a bright morning that throws him into panic as the sun disappears behind clouds. So he pleads and begs the moon to help him bring back the new day. The moon, who loves this beautiful world that thinks nothing of itself, acquiesces. If Alec asks, Magnus will always give.
Alec Lightwood and Magnus Bane in The Sun for the Moon by SagittaMagna
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