i keep thinking about how alfendi and lucy are so perfectly set up for a sun-moon metaphor about their dynamic.
i know the obvious, more immediate thought is that al is the moon and lucy's the sun; she's warm and friendly with a cheery disposition, while he's more secretive with phases and associated with darkness. but i think — and here's what i love about their bond — it works in reverse.
it's ALFENDI who's the sun; burning and burning and burning with life and for justice, always fixed on a single point, so bright it blindsides the unprepared and hurts to be close to. yet for all his temper, he's able to be comforting, helping lucy grow in her work. he's the lynchpin that everything else revolves around.
lucy is his moon: she reflects his own fire back at him so much she practically glows. she adapts to his intensity, distant but constantly present, no matter what happens. the main source of light in the darkness, revealing things that were hidden. orbiting the sun, pulled in by heavy gravity and pulling things to herself, never too far away.



















