of that fateful night had faded, but the weight of the Queen's words still lingered in May's mind. She had

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on the Nyxori Kingdom. The memories of that terrible evening still lingered, etched into the minds of the survivors like a scar. The Shadowmoon warriors had

nd guilt, his mind shattered by the loss of his family. He had become convinced that his wife and daughter had both perished in the flames, and the weight of that belief h

to restoring its power and glory, and to preparing for the inevitable war that would one day come. The prophecy, which had once spoken of a great and powerful Nyxori monarch, now seemed like a distant me

been their greatest weakness: the sun. And though the thirst for human blood still lingered, a constant reminder of their nature, the Nyxori had learned to control their baser instincts, elevating themselves above the common rabble of their kind. Few individuals within the clan had been gifted with the rare and precious blessing of magical powers, a phenomenon that

d and honed from a young age. They were the guardians of ancient traditions and the keepers of for

n the side of the Nyxori. For centuries, the two kingdoms had been embroiled in a bitter and bloody conflict, each seeking to assert its dominance ov

hat the two kingdoms would be forever locked in a struggle for supremacy. And yet, there were those who whispered of a prophecy, one that spoke of a time when the conflict would finally be brought to an end, and a new e

Gods." This sacred title, imbued with the weight of destiny, was further validated by Thrain's status as a Gifted, possessing magical abilities that set him apart from his p

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golden fields, the wind whipping her hair into a frenzy. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, her face flushed with the thrill of the

rtly reined in the animal, her hands sure and steady as she slid off its back and walked towards her mother, the reins hel

stic creature, its fiery mane glistening in the fading light of day. "Can you believe it? We're su

oud," she said, her voice soft and soothing. "Alright, go in and wash up while I prepare dinner. We'll make a night of it, just

rushing against May's cheek in a tender kiss. "I love you," she whispered, before spinning around and rushing inside, her

re. May and Daria sat down to a feast of roasted Flarion, the delicacy Daria had caught earlier that day. The aroma of

rself, stepping out into the crisp night air. May followed, calling out to

twinkled like diamonds scattered across the velvet expanse, and Daria's gaze was l

the cosmic waltz?" May asked,

ad, her eyes still

wolf Orion lived in separate worlds until they met in a forest clearing under the full moon. Without words

ning to the ancient tale. Daria's gaze remained fixed on the sky, her imagi

love transcended the world around them, leaving only the two lost in the cosmic waltz. To this day, the stars

listening to the tale. Daria felt a shiver run down her spine as she gazed up at the stars,

like this forever." May smiled, her eyes shining with affection, an

vast expanse of the universe. The stars whispered secrets, weaving a spell of tranquility and peace. Daria felt a d