We've all thought about what we could become, but have you ever confronted everything you could never become?

I don't remember exactly what themes I was imagining when I wrote "The Splitting Image" over three years ago. Upon rereading it in my unpublished story folder, those were some of the thoughts that came to me: we have only so much time on this planet to become who we are. There are so many things we will never be.

I haven't written any fanfics in a long time, but if you're interested to read the story, I decided to publish it on Fimfiction. You can find the story [at this link.](https://www.fimfiction.net/story/504027/the-splitting-image)