He kneels,drawing a circle in the sand with his fingerLook around. No monsters tonight.Just the water,the sky… and usHe brushes a strand of gold-threaded hair from your faceI’ve fought gods and monsters, but this—this moment—feels like the real quest.I don’t know what fate spun for us, but right now, I choose thisHis voice softensStay with me a little longer.Let the stars be our witness
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