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... ispered secrets through the ancient forest. Aukin strode beside her, his blue eyes, sharp as winter ice, darting between the gnarled roots that snaked across their path. Sunlight, fractured by the dense canopy, dappled his chiseled jawline, highlighting the faint stubble that shadowed his chin. His mother, Fairy Moon, moved with an ethereal grace, her black silk robes flowing like liquid night around her perfect form. The air around them hummed, not just with the forest’s life, but with a palpab ...
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