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... only sound being the whisper of the wind and the distant crackle of dying flames.
Under the pale glow of the moon, Igaris and Lilya sat side by side on a hill overlooking the village. The starlight shimmered on her golden eyes, still red from tears, yet calmer than before.
After a long silence, she spoke, her voice barely louder than a breath.
"Who are you really, Igaris?"
His eyes lingered on the moon, deep and distant, as if searching for an answer in the heave ...
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