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... g to their entwined forms. Aukin’s arm, warm and heavy, draped across Fairy Moon’s waist, his fingers tracing the delicate curve of her hip. Her head rested against his shoulder, the glossy cascade of her black hair fanning across the pillow, a soft, fragrant cloud. The rhythm of his breathing was a lullaby against her ear, a steady beat that had become the anchor of her immortal existence. Fifteen years. Fifteen years of unwavering devotion, of shared cultivation, of a love that defied every co ...
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